@glaivecorvin time for me to piece together what happened to me. But when I remembered...oh, boy. It was. A lot. It didn't happen all at once, though. You
@glaivecorvin I hear ya. I mean, I /died/, but—when I came back, I couldn't remember what happened. Just that I left to guard Lady Lunafreya. It took some
@glaivecorvin [With the sun at its highest peak. She wonders (and fears) if she'll be how she was yesterday.] I'm glad to see you too, Atlas. ...Did /you/
@glaivecorvin [Slightly awkward pause.] I was actually on my way to go see her now until I bumped into you. She insisted meeting somewhere right now. +
@glaivecorvin having labored breathing. But she wont say that outloud. It still freaks her out just thinking about it.] And I sensed some weirdass magic.
@glaivecorvin but she was definitely acting /weird/ when we were talking. [Dark veins spreading along her cheeks, like a cracked statue, and on occasion +
@glaivecorvin ...Huh. Tempting. It'd be nice to get a witness. Maybe she'll check herself if you're there. She wasn't like.../bad/ when I first met her, +
@glaivecorvin [Looks off to the side.] Okay, but like...I did die, you know. [Pause.] But yeah. I'm not gonna explain it. I'm not sure how I got back +
@glaivecorvin [Her brows furrow.] Why would I just be a dream? [She isn't exactly sure how to approach this. Telling people "Yeah I pulled a Jesus" has +