[ His voice draws her back to herself. Pyrrha forces her voice to work. ]
Nothing.
[ The alien's faint, unintelligible murmurs seems to fall away as she straights her back, setting her shoulders to a far more stalwart arc. ViViD is filled with tricks and traps, she knows, and she's not eager to find out which particular subterfuge the entrapped aliens are a part of.
Her eyes jerk toward the door. ] Let's keep going.
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Nothing.
[ The alien's faint, unintelligible murmurs seems to fall away as she straights her back, setting her shoulders to a far more stalwart arc. ViViD is filled with tricks and traps, she knows, and she's not eager to find out which particular subterfuge the entrapped aliens are a part of.
Her eyes jerk toward the door. ] Let's keep going.