Musashi's hand is dangerously close to the deep-dive port on the back of her skull, but it's mostly concealed by a patch of synth-skin under her undercut, so Lucy's not worrying too much. Let her cop a feel of her hardware if she wants.
"Mm. Looks like there's plenty to enjoy," Lucy hums, gaze locked on Musashi's face. The Verve is making her feel like she's infinitely connected, her empathy in overdrive like she's personally best friends with every single person in this club. For a woman who's lived her life held so apart, it's an intoxicating feeling. "Big entertainment district. Nice housing."
She pauses, an dryly amused smile touching her lips.
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"Mm. Looks like there's plenty to enjoy," Lucy hums, gaze locked on Musashi's face. The Verve is making her feel like she's infinitely connected, her empathy in overdrive like she's personally best friends with every single person in this club. For a woman who's lived her life held so apart, it's an intoxicating feeling. "Big entertainment district. Nice housing."
She pauses, an dryly amused smile touching her lips.
"Magic," Lucy adds. "That's new to me."