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[Hope you're all enjoying your sudden, Liminal Space-filled existences, Travelers. Either way, there's suddenly going to be a very tentative, very timid psychic broadcast.]

Um... excuse me...

[For anyone who met Mai during the Jaunt, she's certainly entirely different now--but then again, that's why she's doing this in the first place, despite being terrified of bothering people in this way. So after a brief pause, she rallies her courage.]

...My name is Mai--um, for the people I didn't know, and I... I was really different in that Jaunt b-but... I just wanted to say that I'm really really sorry!

[There's no visual here--she doesn't have the capability--but even so, it's pretty obvious to anyone who knows her that she's bowing her head here in her shame and apology.]

I did some truly terrible things to everyone, and I...I was really-- [A pause.] Just... I'm very sorry. That's... that's all.

Oh-- um. Near-san... [...what does she even say to him? She's really not sure. After a moment, a really awkward pause, she manages a fumbled thought--] Can we...talk?

[For those who would rather go the action route, Mai is not hard to find; she's tucked against a penny slots machine, arms wrapped around her knees, chin resting on them and eyes downcast. Seems this Jaunt took quite a lot out of her as well, but then again, dying isn't fun for anyone.

There are people she knows she needs to find and check on, but... well, she needs just a moment longer.]

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[She doesn't entirely understand him, she thinks--and Mai is much worse at filtering through her Jaunt emotions versus her actual emotions. She still cares about him, still feels attached to him, even though she knows that they are different people now.

She still cares so much that her heart aches to think of him suffering, and yet... he sounds like he really is...just fine.

Maybe it's because she still cares so much that she says what comes next.]

Oh... I see... You're much stronger than me, Near-san...still.

[Isn't it funny? She's just...always been this weak, really.]

I can't...help it. I'm still--worried about you.

You worry over unnecessary things.

[He is still concerned for her, in his own way. Stunted, buried. He has no inclination to show it, not even to her.]

T-that's not...!

[She shows a bit more of her backbone then, tone growing somewhat more like when she was a Defender, if still not nearly as strong.]

Near-san, your well-being is very important and necessary!

But I am fine, therefore your worry is not needed.

I'm really glad that you're okay, but even so...! ..Even if it's not needed, I'll still worry...

[There's the barest mental impression of a sigh.] As you wish.

... So... it's okay, right...? I... I think I'll want to check in on you, if--if that's okay.

[as much as she can.]

It's fine. [He needs to be looked after when it comes to basic things, anyway. He knows and accepts this. And . . .

[And it will make Mai feel better. Damn it.]

[...He grants her that permission, and she really wasn't sure that he was going to. But somehow, it's such a huge relief that she brightens up a little despite herself, mental tone growing a little lighter as well.]

Oh...thank you very much, Near-san! That's--I really, really appreciate it!

[if they were face-to-face, she'd be bowing.]

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