Susato isn't really thinking about when the roles were reversed, though. She is hardly thinking at all, but she is vaguely aware enough to eventually check her journal by the light of the lily glowing faintly in the room.
Of course, of all the dreams she has had, it would be this one that would be recorded. She has no concept of time, so she has no idea how much time has passed. ]
My apologies
[ ...Is that even the right thing to say? She doesn't know anymore. She probably drops her pen at some point while trying to write. Either way, her handwriting is a far cry from the prim and proper strokes it usually contains. ]
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Susato isn't really thinking about when the roles were reversed, though. She is hardly thinking at all, but she is vaguely aware enough to eventually check her journal by the light of the lily glowing faintly in the room.
Of course, of all the dreams she has had, it would be this one that would be recorded. She has no concept of time, so she has no idea how much time has passed. ]
My apologies
[ ...Is that even the right thing to say? She doesn't know anymore. She probably drops her pen at some point while trying to write. Either way, her handwriting is a far cry from the prim and proper strokes it usually contains. ]
It was just a dream.