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♥ v2

A cold, delicate hand grabs yours and pulls. It pulls, and it pulls... there's a sense of urgency in this icy grasp, as well as a trace of reluctance. Abruptly the hand let's go, right as your vision fades to black, and for a brief moment, only a brief moment, your senses disappear. There's only the eerie sensation of weightlessness before your feet are settled back on solid ground again.

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W-why does it have to be one or the other...dammit!

[grabs her hand again]

Don't go.

"That is this existence."

Soon her hands are completely gone. Her arms are slowly following, and soon the rest of the body is entirely transparent.

. . . then! If you're going back to Hail's thoughts -- you can think about how to change too! Change and come back so she can use your strength a different way!