An apocalyptic scene, to say the least. It was unsettling... Like something straight our of an horror novel, or perhaps a history book describing great battles. But historical battles didn't involve the risk of people coming back as zombies. What she was seeing was anything but historical. And then she realized just who the memory belonged to.
... Ena. Oh no, not after her memory. Not after Ena had seen that side of her. She knew she would have to explain herself sooner or later, but... This was all too awkward. Maybe this was a chance though... If she could see things Ena would rather keep secret, then they'd be on equal standing. Ah, what a horrible thought. A horrible thought from a truly horrible person...
Hence why she wouldn't follow on it. She needed to get Ena out of this immediately. She wouldn't peek into her mind, she wouldn't try to get information that shouldn't be hers. That was the right thing to do... But seeing the nature of the memory, she feared she didn't have much time before something horrible would happen.
"Ena." She grabbed Ena's shoulder as she spoke her name firmly, trying to get her to turn around. She remembered how it had gone when Ena had been in her memory... Clearly trying to start off gently wouldn't help ...But would those other people react to her presence? No matter. She needed Ena to snap. The most efficient way to help her would be to point out inconsistencies between the memory and what really happened. And Monika's presence just so happened to be the biggest inconsistency. "Ena. Please look at me."
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... Ena. Oh no, not after her memory. Not after Ena had seen that side of her. She knew she would have to explain herself sooner or later, but... This was all too awkward. Maybe this was a chance though... If she could see things Ena would rather keep secret, then they'd be on equal standing. Ah, what a horrible thought. A horrible thought from a truly horrible person...
Hence why she wouldn't follow on it. She needed to get Ena out of this immediately. She wouldn't peek into her mind, she wouldn't try to get information that shouldn't be hers. That was the right thing to do... But seeing the nature of the memory, she feared she didn't have much time before something horrible would happen.
"Ena." She grabbed Ena's shoulder as she spoke her name firmly, trying to get her to turn around. She remembered how it had gone when Ena had been in her memory... Clearly trying to start off gently wouldn't help ...But would those other people react to her presence? No matter. She needed Ena to snap. The most efficient way to help her would be to point out inconsistencies between the memory and what really happened. And Monika's presence just so happened to be the biggest inconsistency. "Ena. Please look at me."