The strangeness of it stirs Yujin, still lost within the depths of his memories. He stares wide-eyed at the dog for several moments, and eventually, the bewilderment gives way to another emotion entirely.
"No," he whispers at last, scrubbing at his eyes. Even Iris, still held close in the crook of his arm, has quieted down, murmuring an infant's nothings as she huddles nearer to the warmth of Yujin's body. "What is this? How are you here? She--"
As he whirls his head to search for the corpse, the infirmary gradually comes back into relief. Lady Baskerville lies on a clean white bed and not the dirty slats of wood; soon, she isn't even there at all. And alongside the shifting world, Yujin's awareness returns, bit by bit.
Finally he claps a hand over his mouth, looking completely mortified.
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Do they?
The strangeness of it stirs Yujin, still lost within the depths of his memories. He stares wide-eyed at the dog for several moments, and eventually, the bewilderment gives way to another emotion entirely.
"No," he whispers at last, scrubbing at his eyes. Even Iris, still held close in the crook of his arm, has quieted down, murmuring an infant's nothings as she huddles nearer to the warmth of Yujin's body. "What is this? How are you here? She--"
As he whirls his head to search for the corpse, the infirmary gradually comes back into relief. Lady Baskerville lies on a clean white bed and not the dirty slats of wood; soon, she isn't even there at all. And alongside the shifting world, Yujin's awareness returns, bit by bit.
Finally he claps a hand over his mouth, looking completely mortified.
"Jake?"