[This is the first time Allura's attempted dreamwalking using her own power.]
[It's surprisingly different from the shared dream they had before. There's a wispy, ethereal quality to it, spots where the forms grow indistinct and shift with unstable fluidity, much like the body cradled in his arms. It's revealing to the true nature of all this, that it's all imagined rather than being born forth from a memory.]
[But that's not why she's taking a moment to admire the scenery, rather than rushing straight to his side. The more she considers it, the more likely it seems that whatever hex or curse has been placed on him might manifest here, given that it's infected his mind above all else. And if she can find it, she may yet be able to siphon it out, as if performing an exorcism on this tainted city.]
[It's a working theory, anyway.]
[But there's nothing obvious revealing itself, so she's instead going to crouch beside him, and reach out to place her hand over his, and grip it lightly.]
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[It's surprisingly different from the shared dream they had before. There's a wispy, ethereal quality to it, spots where the forms grow indistinct and shift with unstable fluidity, much like the body cradled in his arms. It's revealing to the true nature of all this, that it's all imagined rather than being born forth from a memory.]
[But that's not why she's taking a moment to admire the scenery, rather than rushing straight to his side. The more she considers it, the more likely it seems that whatever hex or curse has been placed on him might manifest here, given that it's infected his mind above all else. And if she can find it, she may yet be able to siphon it out, as if performing an exorcism on this tainted city.]
[It's a working theory, anyway.]
[But there's nothing obvious revealing itself, so she's instead going to crouch beside him, and reach out to place her hand over his, and grip it lightly.]
Now, I wouldn't say that.