[ Lambda doesn't bother to respond right away. The girl should be her first priority as a human, of course, but how can she shift gears and give her full attention in a situation like this? The reek and din and motion of this half-and-half world is like nothing she'd ever known before and she's aware even as the information floods her senses that she shouldn't be aware of any of it. Something is strange here – she can't bring herself to call it wrong but it certainly isn't what she expected.
At last, she turns to the girl she'd followed here but she still doesn't explain herself just yet. She flits around her like a little fairy, plucking at her clothes, strands of her hair, examining her like she's some fascinating specimen that Lambda's stumbled across in the wilds. And when she does at last speak, her voice is lively, even a little sing-song. ]
Oh, this shouldn't be possible at all! [ She even giggles. ] Just what exactly are you?
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At last, she turns to the girl she'd followed here but she still doesn't explain herself just yet. She flits around her like a little fairy, plucking at her clothes, strands of her hair, examining her like she's some fascinating specimen that Lambda's stumbled across in the wilds. And when she does at last speak, her voice is lively, even a little sing-song. ]
Oh, this shouldn't be possible at all! [ She even giggles. ] Just what exactly are you?