[The trip to the Cube feels incredibly long, except when they get there Doppio can't help thinking they arrived far too quickly. The march to one of the rooms is just as bizarrely contradictory, slow and grueling until the Boss opens the door and Doppio feels a strong need to pull the brakes.
He lets out a shuddering breath instead. As the scenery begins to take shape around them, he faintly wonders if he'd been holding it in since they went outside.
Some of this does look familiar; not for the reasons the Boss hopes to hear, he's fairly sure. The clear skies, the scent on the breeze... This is what was trying to follow him back when that heavy fog consumed Bavan, isn't it?
And he just kept moving.
It feels... about the same.]
... My head kind of hurts.
[Like the air itself wants to give him a migraine.]
But, um, it's not all bad. It feels kind of... I dunno how to put it...
IT'S SO LEGAL i could have done it too....... thank u for doing the scary thing instead
He lets out a shuddering breath instead. As the scenery begins to take shape around them, he faintly wonders if he'd been holding it in since they went outside.
Some of this does look familiar; not for the reasons the Boss hopes to hear, he's fairly sure. The clear skies, the scent on the breeze... This is what was trying to follow him back when that heavy fog consumed Bavan, isn't it?
And he just kept moving.
It feels... about the same.]
... My head kind of hurts.
[Like the air itself wants to give him a migraine.]
But, um, it's not all bad. It feels kind of... I dunno how to put it...
[Unthinkingly, he rests his hand on his stomach.]