[She doesn't say anything at first. Her eyes are sizing up Natori's reaction and while it hums under her skin, it isn't upset or cautious. Monts hopes it's because she's made it that way. It's not a dangerous situation even if she's literally stepped into the unknown.
After some deliberation she stands up and turns around, lifting up athe fringe of her hair that barely hides a dark halo or rather, a flower-like mark that pulsates and glitters on the back of her neck.]
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After some deliberation she stands up and turns around, lifting up athe fringe of her hair that barely hides a dark halo or rather, a flower-like mark that pulsates and glitters on the back of her neck.]
I don't suppose you know what this is?