[ She doesn't need the hand, but she takes it anyway, smiling broadly up at him as she accepts his help if all is right with the world. As they rest, she turns to look down at the ground far below.
… Far, far below, she realizes suddenly. Her frown is gradual, but - all at once, the flower begins to wear off, and with each passing moment she gets a little bit paler, a little bit more perplexed, until finally, ]
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… Far, far below, she realizes suddenly. Her frown is gradual, but - all at once, the flower begins to wear off, and with each passing moment she gets a little bit paler, a little bit more perplexed, until finally, ]
-- Um. Sora...?