[it takes her a moment to adjust to this new setting, the hallway transitioning into something similar enough where she doesn't notice the difference, but this remains Lotor's dreamscape. so when he comes to pause, she does as well, taking note of the way his grip tightens in her own, the galra tech, and when she glances to Lotor she sees his sword already materialized.
he reaches for her bayard at her hip, her weapon still physically on her person since entering the rift. but, she hesitates.] We cannot be hurt here...can we?
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he reaches for her bayard at her hip, her weapon still physically on her person since entering the rift. but, she hesitates.] We cannot be hurt here...can we?