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All Andromeda could do was run. Her heart raced, pounding painfully in her chest, her throat felt like it was closing up and making it difficult to breathe while also trying to force out an involuntary sob. No! No, you will not cry here. Even if what just happened was terrifying, and overwhelming, and so much of just everything and nothing at the same time--what even just happened? How could she even explain any of that?!

Her therapist would be having a field day right now.

She finally stopped at a fountain that she knew to be several blocks from where the chaos had occurred. That was weird, how did she run here so fast? However, she didn't have much time to question it before grabbing the side of the fountain and leaning down over the wall, throwing up into the water until she felt ********, she wiped her mouth with the side of her hand and turned to slide down the fountain wall until she was sitting on the ground. She breathed heavily, and her hands pressed tightly against her face. Deep inhale... hold it... exhale... completely empty your lungs. Do it again. Deep inhale...

Oddly, while she struggled to bring herself back to calmness, there was a new feeling. A feeling off... wholeness. She had felt it when she said those words that the cat had told her to repeat. She couldn't call this a dream, not with the actual pain in her hand from punching that girl in the face. This was real. But despite how terrifying it was, there was a strange part of her that was oddly...

Relieved?

Released?

Happy.

Andromeda rubbed her eyes, wiping them of tears as she looked around in a daze.

What now?

She could feel the other person getting closer. What an odd feeling. To feel someone long before you see them. One arm was draped over her head and the other was folded over her knees as if creating a barrier when Tempesti showed up, with Andromeda sitting and just staring at the ground. She seemed to be toying with her own hair, likely as a method of self-soothing. When the senshi spoke up her fingers paused, and green eyes turned upward to look at the woman. She'd only seen her very briefly before running off. Why was she here?

At least she seemed nicer than the other two. Andromeda's gaze fell again. "Sure," she answered quietly, almost mumbling. Her fingers resumed fiddling with her hair, wrapping segments of hair around them and typing and untying loose knots.

Andromeda was quiet at first. Her mind was racing. How are you holding up? Confused. Excited. Terrified. Confused. Relieved. Panicked. Could she even just pick one thing? Could she even articulate any of this? She stared ahead, rubbing her lips together and curling up tighter in herself for a moment.

"I don't understand what is happening..." It was the best she could come up with.