[She isn't sure, anymore, whether she can take his word on anything; and so she runs most of the way, slowing when she's just out of sight. It isn't quite enough to banish the flush of exertion from her cheeks as she comes up beside him, looking at him and then past him.
For a moment it's a little dizzying, the uncanny sight before them, and she can't come up with anything to say. Though disinclined to believe that opportunities to go home are what they seem-- it's hard to argue with the evidence before her, that it could be as simple as stepping into the scene. It makes no sense and perfect sense. She looks at him.]
☞ paradise is close at hand in images of elsewhere
For a moment it's a little dizzying, the uncanny sight before them, and she can't come up with anything to say. Though disinclined to believe that opportunities to go home are what they seem-- it's hard to argue with the evidence before her, that it could be as simple as stepping into the scene. It makes no sense and perfect sense. She looks at him.]