[ Sumire watches, more than a little amazed at his success with her other self, and there's a moments where she wonders: how differently would things have been for her if she'd been in the care of someone like him— someone who seems to genuinely want to help her face the problem rather than run from it the way Dr. Maruki encouraged her to. But it's not a thought that lasts for long, because his hand extends to her as well; without even really stopping to process his action or hers that follows, she steps in to join the other part of her currently in his embrace, eyes falling closed against the tears welling in them.
She doesn't feel a change, not at first. But when she unwinds her arms from around him and takes a step back, there's only one of her, and her clothes have changed leaving her in her Metaverse uniform, the dreamscape's usual favored outfit for her. And when she pauses for a moment to take stock... Yes, she's one again, made up once more of both the depressed part and the confident part.
To be honest, she's not even sure which one of the pair she was.
Sumire takes her mask into her hand, a surprised smile on her lips. ]
Um... I think you fixed me. Thank you so much— [ and here she realizes she doesn't know the gentleman's name—and also, actually, that he has cat ears on top of his head (but she's hardly going to say anything about that, because that would be incredibly rude) ] —Mister...?
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She doesn't feel a change, not at first. But when she unwinds her arms from around him and takes a step back, there's only one of her, and her clothes have changed leaving her in her Metaverse uniform, the dreamscape's usual favored outfit for her. And when she pauses for a moment to take stock... Yes, she's one again, made up once more of both the depressed part and the confident part.
To be honest, she's not even sure which one of the pair she was.
Sumire takes her mask into her hand, a surprised smile on her lips. ]
Um... I think you fixed me. Thank you so much— [ and here she realizes she doesn't know the gentleman's name—and also, actually, that he has cat ears on top of his head (but she's hardly going to say anything about that, because that would be incredibly rude) ] —Mister...?