[ She nods, her expression serious. She would have liked to hear the words of Frieda’s reflections, but not at the cost of her friend’s comfort, so splitting up seems like the wisest course of action. ]
Let’s meet back here after we’re done. There’s only about two dozen of them that I can see, so unless more are hiding somewhere, I think it shouldn’t take too long.
[ It also helps that the area is not too large, so they should be able to stay within sight of each other. Thus reassured, she wanders off towards one of her copies, which keeps staring at her with its somewhat unsettling blank expression. When it speaks, its voice is so soft that Frieda can’t really make out the words, but it seems to have spoken true, because Falin nods and the reflection disappears, sending more energy into her body.
It happens two more times — the reflections easily giving up their power as Falin responds to their words — but the third one has her hesitating, suddenly uncertain, and when she finally gives her answer, a sound rings out across the mindscape, like the shattering of a great glass plate. Falin looks around in alarm, and calls out as she spots a crack running across the sky, a thin fissure that seems barely the breadth of a hair from where they’re standing. ]
Oh no! I think — I think I might have done that just now!
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[ She nods, her expression serious. She would have liked to hear the words of Frieda’s reflections, but not at the cost of her friend’s comfort, so splitting up seems like the wisest course of action. ]
Let’s meet back here after we’re done. There’s only about two dozen of them that I can see, so unless more are hiding somewhere, I think it shouldn’t take too long.
[ It also helps that the area is not too large, so they should be able to stay within sight of each other. Thus reassured, she wanders off towards one of her copies, which keeps staring at her with its somewhat unsettling blank expression. When it speaks, its voice is so soft that Frieda can’t really make out the words, but it seems to have spoken true, because Falin nods and the reflection disappears, sending more energy into her body.
It happens two more times — the reflections easily giving up their power as Falin responds to their words — but the third one has her hesitating, suddenly uncertain, and when she finally gives her answer, a sound rings out across the mindscape, like the shattering of a great glass plate. Falin looks around in alarm, and calls out as she spots a crack running across the sky, a thin fissure that seems barely the breadth of a hair from where they’re standing. ]
Oh no! I think — I think I might have done that just now!