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[ Later, when Shenhe has time to process what even is happening here, perhaps she’ll have to thank Monts for intervening and pointedly paying no mind to the memory playing out before them. For now, though, she simply regards the woman with a blank stare; confusion swims around deep beneath opalescent eyes, but her expression reads otherwise… numb, at this point. She’s had this nightmare so many times, and although it’s unpleasant each and every time, what else can she really do? ]

Everyone here would be in great danger, if it were real.

[ Mostly referring to the large, shadowy monster lurking behind the crying girl. But, ah, this person is trying to help, isn’t she? Shenhe turns to face her and… finds herself being able to turn and face her. ]

… I can move again. Is it because of you?