[ who was that -- ah, lucina, and astoria looks toward the image of lucina, her brow furrowed, almost trying to place out what . . . she might be taking about. the vines curl over astoria's arm, then, but she doesn't seem bothered by the plantlife reacting to how she moves, how she breathes. ]
No -- no, I am in no danger, I . . . no, not anymore. She is gone, she will stay gone.
[ she seems definitive, about that, before she becomes distracted, glancing back out toward the water. ]
But I could . . . hear her. I could -- did you hear her? Did anything come to your ears?
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[ who was that -- ah, lucina, and astoria looks toward the image of lucina, her brow furrowed, almost trying to place out what . . . she might be taking about. the vines curl over astoria's arm, then, but she doesn't seem bothered by the plantlife reacting to how she moves, how she breathes. ]
No -- no, I am in no danger, I . . . no, not anymore. She is gone, she will stay gone.
[ she seems definitive, about that, before she becomes distracted, glancing back out toward the water. ]
But I could . . . hear her. I could -- did you hear her? Did anything come to your ears?