[It's been a little while since her little freakout. Long enough that Rey has collected herself to the point where she isn't about to do something stupid and regrettable.
[Doesn't mean she isn't rattled still, though. Her body doesn't seem to have caught up with her panic, and instead has other things prioritized that it makes going anywhere outside of her camp damn near impossible.
[Too uncomfortable to put on her normal undergarments or even her pants, Rey's just swathed herself in a large cotton blanket for the time being. Until she manages to get her hands on some clothes that don't feel strange or constricting, this will do.
[Returning to the camp from the river, Rey almost doesn't think twice when she hears someone already there. Kainé has been staying here, after all. Though it's not Kainé when Rey makes it back to the campsite. She freezes between some trees, hesitant to approach anyone when she's like... this.]
What are you doing here? [Rey finally asks, vaguely accusatory after the reactions she'd received from the network. Her claws clutch the blanket covering her body; her feet are bare and it's somewhat obvious that she's not wearing much underneath. But it's Mikasa. It's fine. It'll be fine. This is fine.]
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[Doesn't mean she isn't rattled still, though. Her body doesn't seem to have caught up with her panic, and instead has other things prioritized that it makes going anywhere outside of her camp damn near impossible.
[Too uncomfortable to put on her normal undergarments or even her pants, Rey's just swathed herself in a large cotton blanket for the time being. Until she manages to get her hands on some clothes that don't feel strange or constricting, this will do.
[Returning to the camp from the river, Rey almost doesn't think twice when she hears someone already there. Kainé has been staying here, after all. Though it's not Kainé when Rey makes it back to the campsite. She freezes between some trees, hesitant to approach anyone when she's like... this.]
What are you doing here? [Rey finally asks, vaguely accusatory after the reactions she'd received from the network. Her claws clutch the blanket covering her body; her feet are bare and it's somewhat obvious that she's not wearing much underneath. But it's Mikasa. It's fine. It'll be fine. This is fine.]