[ Sumina, for her part, is preoccupied with her own predicament while Satoru seemingly snaps out of his. While she is able to deflect one blow, the shadow is fast and unbound from the rules of reality. Swiftly, a shadowy hand reaches for her neck - and finds purchase around the column of her throat. Unlike Satoru's Limitless, Sumina's barrier does not neutralize any and all attacks; it simply makes it more difficult to hit her, and this time it succeeds, immediately rending the air from Sumina's lungs in her panic.
Perhaps because it is a part of Gojo, it is not unbound from the rules of his reality. But Sumina herself will decidedly refrain from any conjecture, especially when in just a few short moments, she finds herself and Satoru enveloped into a starry void that came from him, one that has cast out the shadow in its wake, leaving them standing in an unknowable expanse of space not too unlike their own hallway, yet entirely different in how it feels, which is unlike anything else she's ever experienced.
Free to breathe once more, Sumina draws in a deep breath, which conveniently serves as an expression of her utter awe, too, before she simply falls to her knees with their hands still joined together. She may have been brave and bold facing off against that shadow, but she really is just a humble innkeeper at the end of the day, and that was a lot for her.
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Perhaps because it is a part of Gojo, it is not unbound from the rules of his reality. But Sumina herself will decidedly refrain from any conjecture, especially when in just a few short moments, she finds herself and Satoru enveloped into a starry void that came from him, one that has cast out the shadow in its wake, leaving them standing in an unknowable expanse of space not too unlike their own hallway, yet entirely different in how it feels, which is unlike anything else she's ever experienced.
Free to breathe once more, Sumina draws in a deep breath, which conveniently serves as an expression of her utter awe, too, before she simply falls to her knees with their hands still joined together. She may have been brave and bold facing off against that shadow, but she really is just a humble innkeeper at the end of the day, and that was a lot for her.
...It still is. ]
Are you - [ she huffs. ] Are you back...?