[Once he's dropped and safely on solid ground, the Persona flits away to hover protectively around Yukiko. Golden wings wrap around her possessively, prompting the girl to smile up at the creature and nod. It...she...fades away without a trace, save a lingering scent of chrysanthemums hanging in the air.]
She is...a part of me. It's a little difficult to describe, but she's something like a guardian angel. I don't really know why I can call her, but she comes when I do.
[Looking around, ignoring the odd void that still splits the ground behind them, she considers how much to actually say. She didn't have any reason to hide what it was from him, but did he really have a reason to know? Silence lingers a moment on her end before she continues]
It's a power called Persona. I haven't remembered how I got it, or where it came from, but it's tied in with all the strange things that are happening lately. Some people, myself included, have been having visions of themselves in some other life and my Persona is a part of that other life. It just...followed me here. I think? I'm sorry, I know this sounds pretty insane, but you asked.
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She is...a part of me. It's a little difficult to describe, but she's something like a guardian angel. I don't really know why I can call her, but she comes when I do.
[Looking around, ignoring the odd void that still splits the ground behind them, she considers how much to actually say. She didn't have any reason to hide what it was from him, but did he really have a reason to know? Silence lingers a moment on her end before she continues]
It's a power called Persona. I haven't remembered how I got it, or where it came from, but it's tied in with all the strange things that are happening lately. Some people, myself included, have been having visions of themselves in some other life and my Persona is a part of that other life. It just...followed me here. I think? I'm sorry, I know this sounds pretty insane, but you asked.
[And she explained, overexplained, as always.]