[she's easily guided in the midst of that sharp assault on her senses and how it mixes so unpleasantly with the tempo of the music and chatter around her. even Flynn's voice sounds discordant for a few syllables, like he and everything else had been drowned in some kind of hallucinogenic.
it's brief, but enough to be unsettling; she's paler for it, feeling a chill under her skin as her stomach clenches.]
That... [exhale. she blinks a few times, squinting.] Ah, that...was unpleasant...
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it's brief, but enough to be unsettling; she's paler for it, feeling a chill under her skin as her stomach clenches.]
That... [exhale. she blinks a few times, squinting.] Ah, that...was unpleasant...