[In spite of all her training, combat experience, and everything she had gone through in two worlds, all of her senses are overwhelmed. Thousands of memories come to her. Tastes, words, games, toys.
She mutters things too low for anyone to hear.
Robert's words bring her back to Luceti. Her pupils return to normal. Daisy looks at the scientist, awkwardly. This time, her eyes completely separate from those of the weapon Robert had seen seconds ago.]
I'm fine. [She mutters. Insincere to herself.] I'm fine.
... Let's move.
[Those same thoughts had crossed her mind. Maybe the Dome had found a way to mess with space.
She takes point, but her march is slow, almost a walk. Her weapon is high to check for threats, but she hears nothing alien. Nothing that shouldn't be there.
She hears the ocean. She feels its' breeze. She sees the flowers in the gardens of that house.
[Action]
She mutters things too low for anyone to hear.
Robert's words bring her back to Luceti. Her pupils return to normal. Daisy looks at the scientist, awkwardly. This time, her eyes completely separate from those of the weapon Robert had seen seconds ago.]
I'm fine. [She mutters. Insincere to herself.] I'm fine.
... Let's move.
[Those same thoughts had crossed her mind. Maybe the Dome had found a way to mess with space.
She takes point, but her march is slow, almost a walk. Her weapon is high to check for threats, but she hears nothing alien. Nothing that shouldn't be there.
She hears the ocean. She feels its' breeze. She sees the flowers in the gardens of that house.
Her house.]