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[dancingblade]

[the opening of the message sounds surprised, like she wasn't expecting it to work]

Ah yes--

[she hasn't really talked to a lot of people. To the few that she has spoken with, the soft voice of the sword spirit sounds different. It's missing the modulation shaky for one thing, and she seems a little disoriented. It might be easy to mistake Fi as someone new until she continues]

If there is anyone with some spare time, it would seem that I require some assistance? I am... Uncertain? To my current location, but my MID appears to be in working order. [she's not entirely sure how, considering it's not on her wrists. It doesn't matter, that she can still use it like she could when she was herself is a relief]

...

D-does anyone have any suggestions as to how to stand under one's own power?

[ooc: she floats everywhere, gravity is a novel concept to her. A companion post to her log comment]

Comments

[dancingblade]

[she crinkles her nose and flinches back when he pokes he] One's nose is too close to be able to see properly.

[comes the response before she does as she's told. Anything with a stopwatch will notice that she does inhale and exhale for exactly 5 seconds. Looks like some of her quirks have remained in spite of the sudden change in species. But Lucio's advice seems to be helping, and her focus on the amount of time each breath takes helps take her mind off of other things.

It takes her a little less than a minute to get her heart under control but she does look better for it]

... [she opens her mouth, then closes it, frowning slightly] At times like these, it is common to express words of gratitude at times like these. So... Thank you.

I'm ready to continue.

[wallride]

No problem. Crew helping crew, right?

[he hooks his arm under her elbow when she indicates she's ready do go and pulls up very, very gently.]

You remember what to do? Just one foot in front of the other.

[dancingblade]

[the increased contact causes her to flinch, but the promise of returning to the ship sooner and the need for physical support causes her to hang on. Her free hand reaches over to rest on Lucio's elbow as she nods then proceeds to follow his advice.

The going will be slow, but she's going once again]

[wallride]

There you go!

[he can go as slow as she needs for as long as she needs.]

You're doin' it! Standing under your own power!