[It's not an unfamiliar sensation. This feeling of needing to be closer to someone, of feeling a pulse in her chest that almost isn't her own.
What is unfamiliar is who it is. Shirabe hurries over, following the sensation of the aching growing weaker, and can't help but frown when she doesn't see who she wants to see.]
... We probably shouldn't find another one of those. [She slides down a small, icy incline as she says that, tilting her head up at her apparent partner. She doesn't know if the plant caused this ache, exactly, but it only makes sense, considering it only happened when she tried to give it a look.
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What is unfamiliar is who it is. Shirabe hurries over, following the sensation of the aching growing weaker, and can't help but frown when she doesn't see who she wants to see.]
... We probably shouldn't find another one of those. [She slides down a small, icy incline as she says that, tilting her head up at her apparent partner. She doesn't know if the plant caused this ache, exactly, but it only makes sense, considering it only happened when she tried to give it a look.
She's still frowning.]
Did you get close to it, too?