[ ah, she feels the same way. that's good. it helps secure whatever doubts have emerged knowing someone else was encountering the same mindflow. there's always a catch, and she's right. faye is nearly relieved at her invitation to explore; she's been eager to do that since the start of this ' tour '—speaking of, the group is ambling farther and farther away. faye watches quietly for all of two seconds before turning her eyes back to the other woman. oh well. that's just their cue to go. ]
I'm in. Lead the way?
[ and offers her own version of a smile that is just a little less subtle than hers. once the woman starts walking, faye will follow alongside her, taking the opportunity to observe evergreen terrace and all its decorative foliage—it reminds her of the floating islands on venus that were draped with plants—how the ends tapered down in a beautiful green casade along the side. how curious, she still has these memories, and yet she can't recall how she got here. it fills her with a hushed dread that she might be the only one who can't. that she has to endure this struggle all over again. ]
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I'm in. Lead the way?
[ and offers her own version of a smile that is just a little less subtle than hers. once the woman starts walking, faye will follow alongside her, taking the opportunity to observe evergreen terrace and all its decorative foliage—it reminds her of the floating islands on venus that were draped with plants—how the ends tapered down in a beautiful green casade along the side. how curious, she still has these memories, and yet she can't recall how she got here. it fills her with a hushed dread that she might be the only one who can't. that she has to endure this struggle all over again. ]
My name's Faye, by the way. What's yours?