[The lack of any word for a while cements her decision to fetch Noishe, after all, especially since her own attempt to use the teleporter had resulted in a flash of headache that she wasn't prepared for. Was it ...
No, there was no time for that.
She keeps an eye on her journal, waiting for any sign of change. If they ran into trouble, would they think to signal? The thought has her back at the teleporter, ready to try using it again when the pair finally appears.
Immediately she heads to Albert's side, though she throws a sharp glance to Sheena, demanding, assessing.]
What happened? [She'll see for herself soon enough; there's something strange about his hands, his sleeves-]
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No, there was no time for that.
She keeps an eye on her journal, waiting for any sign of change. If they ran into trouble, would they think to signal? The thought has her back at the teleporter, ready to try using it again when the pair finally appears.
Immediately she heads to Albert's side, though she throws a sharp glance to Sheena, demanding, assessing.]
What happened? [She'll see for herself soon enough; there's something strange about his hands, his sleeves-]