[When Kotone finally comes to her senses, she's on her knees on the ground, only slowly able to hear and see things around her. Her knees sting, and distantly, she knows that means she had to have fallen down pretty hard to get where she is. Luckily there doesn't seem to be any more acid. Is this... real? Her hand goes to her heart, focusing on her Personas, trusting them to ground her more than she truly trusts herself. She's almost dizzy with the psychic backlash, and there's a part of her that wants to throw up, a part of her that tastes iron and she can't tell if it's because she's bitten her own tongue or because she was actually living through that entire-
It's Scott's voice that breaks through more than anything. He says they need to go, so she shoves herself back to her feet even if her legs are wobbling. The creak of a stressed foundation rings in her ears, and, not trusting her voice, she just nods. Making to try to hold his free hand, she realizes that her Evoker is still clutched in it, so there's an awkward moment where she's left staring down at it. Right. She has to holster it first before reaching for him once again with another nod.]
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It's Scott's voice that breaks through more than anything. He says they need to go, so she shoves herself back to her feet even if her legs are wobbling. The creak of a stressed foundation rings in her ears, and, not trusting her voice, she just nods. Making to try to hold his free hand, she realizes that her Evoker is still clutched in it, so there's an awkward moment where she's left staring down at it. Right. She has to holster it first before reaching for him once again with another nod.]