Now... [She breathes back at him, elated at this success.
But that fades. Very quickly.]
...Now I don't know. I've never made it this far before.
[And the mild headache building in her skull means she doesn't have too many rewinds left. She looks over at him, worry etched into her features, hoping he has some sort of plan or idea.]
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But that fades. Very quickly.]
...Now I don't know. I've never made it this far before.
[And the mild headache building in her skull means she doesn't have too many rewinds left. She looks over at him, worry etched into her features, hoping he has some sort of plan or idea.]
...Where are we supposed to go?