[ wanda looks forward and her eyes glow, but as soon as they glow, they dimmer. she shakes her head forlornly. ]
No.
[ and that aggravates her. even when on the raft, she could feel the depths of the ocean, the way the prison never sat still. she could hear everyone's thoughts and feel how their skin would prickle each time someone stepped into the holding corridors. but here... it feels muted. ]
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No.
[ and that aggravates her. even when on the raft, she could feel the depths of the ocean, the way the prison never sat still. she could hear everyone's thoughts and feel how their skin would prickle each time someone stepped into the holding corridors. but here... it feels muted. ]
I feel blocked. Like I'm suppressed.