[Observation and solitude have always been a preference for Eirene. Perhaps one of the benefits of this place is that there is less reason to speak to others. There are no expectations, and as she is recently arrived, she can simply keep to herself without being viewed as standoffish. At the very least, it seems others were choosing the same.
She nurses the drink offered to her, never considering that something might be wrong with it. Poison seems pointless, given they were brought here to forge connections. Killing the prisoners would be counterproductive.
After a few minutes, strange sensations make her question that belief, leaving her head spinning. When the man joins her, his voice sounds at a distance, hidden behind a veil. She can feel him, sense him, as if it were speaking aloud. Rubbing her eyes, Eirene looks down at her goblet.]
I Feel You
She nurses the drink offered to her, never considering that something might be wrong with it. Poison seems pointless, given they were brought here to forge connections. Killing the prisoners would be counterproductive.
After a few minutes, strange sensations make her question that belief, leaving her head spinning. When the man joins her, his voice sounds at a distance, hidden behind a veil. She can feel him, sense him, as if it were speaking aloud. Rubbing her eyes, Eirene looks down at her goblet.]
I think so? Is that what is happening?