[Shiho rests her hand on the seat too, and while she feels snakeskin under her palm, she ignores it and digs deeper. Senses, just like words, could be made to lie to you if you weren't strong enough to resist.
And as she reaches out, seeing the cart that they were in and the area around it, the hole punched through the wall, the girl...there is nothing strange. It is, as far as she can tell, a normal Ferris wheel.]
I don't think there's anything there. [Except for maybe someone who thought it was funny to mess with their senses...and there was only one answer Shiho had for people like that.
Well, besides the whole 'you don't mess with a psychometer' bit.]
If only I'd brought a knife.
[But no matter, she takes out a gun and smilingly releases the safety before resting the muzzle on the cushion of the seat beside her. And fires twice.]
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And as she reaches out, seeing the cart that they were in and the area around it, the hole punched through the wall, the girl...there is nothing strange. It is, as far as she can tell, a normal Ferris wheel.]
I don't think there's anything there. [Except for maybe someone who thought it was funny to mess with their senses...and there was only one answer Shiho had for people like that.
Well, besides the whole 'you don't mess with a psychometer' bit.]
If only I'd brought a knife.
[But no matter, she takes out a gun and smilingly releases the safety before resting the muzzle on the cushion of the seat beside her. And fires twice.]