Interrogation time {Lyndis;Galley&Lane blitz}

After the quiet scenes of dying nature, her house is an island of summery liveliness and cheerful noises. She enters casually, avoiding running figures and watching her every step carefully - Lane wouldn't like her cockroaches being stepped on. One of the fussy bodies is nearing her at the speed of light and its movements are so unpredictable that she can't help but collide with it.

It is her mother, fresh and gleeful as always. Her hands smell of earth (which means another vegetable dinner) and of toothpaste when she gives her daughter a warm kiss on the forehead. She is, indeed, summer itself after the coldness of the motionless corpse in the forest.

"Oh, sorry, darling! Did you have a nice walk? We are going to eat soon, you should go and wash your hands before you forget."

Her joyful gaze travels to her daughter's hands and the brown sparks are clouded for a moment.

"Is that blood?"

But she always thinks the best of the world so the worrying doesn't last long in her head.

"Not human, right? Go wash it off, sweetheart. But don't forget we're running out of soap again!"

She turns around and continues on her way to the kitchen like a small friendly tornado.

"It is human," - Galley says calmly as she knows that no one here will pay attention to what she is saying. However, when she turns around, she realizes that someone did listen.


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