Couldn't be away. Couldn't get away.

Her eyes widen slightly beneath her mask, and for the breadth of a moment, it's as though she isn't there at all. For a moment, if he's observant enough, she's not breathing.

Then her chest quivers, and suddenly she's there again, present, suddenly disoriented. One foot moves back, poised and tentative on the earth. The soul gem at her wrist dangles into the air as her hand shifts, deep and virulent blue.

Suddenly everything seems too loud.

"I-I see." The words are distracted as she works to pull her thoughts back to her.