[Aigis is doubled over, coughing as air enters her lungs for the first time, and her body trembles, shaking and convulsing as nerves connect themselves to each other, forming a central nervous system that she's never had before. The stone floor of the shop is cold against her knees and lower legs, and when he drapes his jacket over her shoulders, she reaches up to grab it and pull it on tightly with fumbling fingers. It's warm.
Warm and cold. Those terms had no meaning for her beforehand.
She hears sounds. Not just detects them with her auditory sensors, she hears them, though it takes a moment before she realizes what they are. She looks up at Minato, her face pale and skin beaded with sweat, her eyes dilated; they take a few heartbeats to focus on his face.
She doesn't seem to have heard his question, but she reaches up with a soft human hand to touch his cheek.] Minato-san...? [She breathes, trying to gulp down air.
This was a fairly traumatic experience, it seems like.]
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Warm and cold. Those terms had no meaning for her beforehand.
She hears sounds. Not just detects them with her auditory sensors, she hears them, though it takes a moment before she realizes what they are. She looks up at Minato, her face pale and skin beaded with sweat, her eyes dilated; they take a few heartbeats to focus on his face.
She doesn't seem to have heard his question, but she reaches up with a soft human hand to touch his cheek.] Minato-san...? [She breathes, trying to gulp down air.
This was a fairly traumatic experience, it seems like.]