[Mahiru is stunned by the burst in her vision. She runs the palm of her hand over the camera - it's dry and smooth, so at least water or dust isn't permanently altering the display. Cradling the device in her hands and making sure it's not jostled in some direction. That can anchor her and keep her from flying all the way off the handle.]
Hang on, is your—?
[With her own finger (attached, thank god) she points back and forth from the extra finger, craning her neck down to get a clear view of Shade's hands. She sighs in relief that nothing seems damaged there. Because, yeah, Mahiru does think there is a legitimate risk that this girl could have clipped through the furniture.]
Yeah, don't bang your head against the wall too much. Or the floor. Or the... meta wall.
[She did search her soul for an instant when pondering how deep this meta mystery could go. But that was never a familiar genre for her.]
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Hang on, is your—?
[With her own finger (attached, thank god) she points back and forth from the extra finger, craning her neck down to get a clear view of Shade's hands. She sighs in relief that nothing seems damaged there. Because, yeah, Mahiru does think there is a legitimate risk that this girl could have clipped through the furniture.]
Yeah, don't bang your head against the wall too much. Or the floor. Or the... meta wall.
[She did search her soul for an instant when pondering how deep this meta mystery could go. But that was never a familiar genre for her.]