[ Her breath is caught in her chest, much like her heart is caught in her throat. They've faced the potential end of the world before - of worlds. It's not the potentiality that catches her off guard, or the seeming end, but how it happens suddenly - Without so much as giving a whimper. It's like it had been extinguished and all the light with it — And as suddenly as she encroaches that thought is she among the cosmos. ]

...Beautiful.

[ She had meant to think it to herself, but she speaks it instead. The sound is loud in the quiet depth of space, louder even than a whispered reverence. It catches the attention of the partner who's not left her side this entire time: ] Miyako-san, not so loud!

[ Miyako glanced down at the bird. There's no question as to why he's there - they've always been together, it only makes sense now. Still she sighs and raises her arms in a shrug: ] Really? It's not like we're in a library or something — [ She gives a thoughtful exhale before turning her attention back to the fork: ] ... But it really is pretty.

[ In an ethereal way - in a way that somehow weighs on her heart. She thinks to back then, in the darkness that had seeped and covered a whole world. In the light that had broken through by hundreds of children's hopes. It feels the same, but it's not. Because right now it's just them - her. And while she glances to the light and then the dark in equal turn she can't deny a pull to the dark, though the light feels like the warmth of all the bonds she shares.

It's easy to know which way they'll go, but she hesitates - wavers when someone stops nearby (perhaps caught in their own query or yet confused by the pair): ] It's kind of scary, right?

[ Despite the question, she offers a friendly smile. ]

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[ The dream ends and a future her would wish it didn't - if only a little. The world feels too small, enclosed - it's suffocating. She's nearly in tears by the time she - they've - broken out of the crystal. It's taken everything out of her just to get out that she doesn't fully pay attention to her surroundings. Not at first. Not towards the place they're in or any nearby people.

She does shriek however at one very immediately noticeable thing: She's very, very naked. And also covered in slime, but mostly naked. ]

Miyako-san?!

Don't look over here!

[ The bird being... You know, a bird, hadn't thought much about his own appearance but upon seeing his partner colors in embarassment. He half covers his eyes with feathers before hearing noise behind them. A quiet cry and he turns around, throwing out his wingspan as far as it can go: ]

Please, divert your eyes.

[ At least he's not a hostile bird (yet) but please consider giving clothes before they have a melt down over here. ]

[ Meltdown (hopefully) averted the pair seem surprisingly at east with their situation - or at least, being thrown into a new world isn't really their biggest concern. The little bird sticks close to the young woman but otherwise says nothing unless addressed. It's the woman, now grumbling something about needing a bath and ringing out her hair that takes the forefront.

If she sees someone else, another newbie or someone injured, she shakes her head and presses on: ] I'm fine. Let's worry about making sure they're safe, okay?

[ If there's no one needing help nearby, she furrows her brows and crosses her arms. She'll turn then to the first semi-friendly face that looks like they might have answers: ] What is — Where are we?

[ She quickly diverts to the where. She's fully upfront here - feeling if she doesn't move straight-forwardly she really will just falter into another panic attack. ]

[ The adrenaline that came from their arrival has faded into outright exhaustion. While she was (decently) behaved the whole time until here, she's now found herself sitting in the corner. Hawkmon stands nearby, onguard, and watching the fish swim by above them. Miyako would naturally be inclined to amazement, but for the moment she's really trying to settle in - resolve herself. Not fall into the pit of worry and panic. Why is she the one here? She's by far the least capable of her friends -in her opinion - and she can't imagine being of much use.

And yet, eventually, either after someone talking to her or managing to gather her senses (it may involve hitting her cheeks with her palms)... she gets up and moves to someone who looks like they're in charge - maybe they're a newbie who got voluntold to hand out food or an oldbie trying to helpfully wrangle things together. Her smile is bright, if slightly forced as she offers a wave: ]

Hola! [ She makes a gesture of rolling up her sleeves, rather she has them or not: ] So, where do you need me?

[ She's not giving much choice in the helpfulness there. ]


NOTES
[ Ultimately having her go Pleroma! But I would be interested in forcefeeding Kenoma gloop at the shrine if someone wants to (and a Pleroma coming in for the rescue). ]