[Blue's hold weakens a bit, but only for a moment in his distraction, in his effort to find that lost sense, to orient himself in this place properly. it's difficult - like suddenly going blind in the middle of a strange room with limited perception of its blocks.
that grip tightens soon enough, however: Marta's the only anchor he has right now.]
Is it really...because of what happened there... [he closes his eyes, brow furrowing.] Was it...that "performance" the orb wanted...?
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that grip tightens soon enough, however: Marta's the only anchor he has right now.]
Is it really...because of what happened there... [he closes his eyes, brow furrowing.] Was it...that "performance" the orb wanted...?