Her expression grew uncomfortable.
Not just because there were people around them at the street corner, pedestrians, travelers, and adventurers walking past them in a brisk flux.
But also because of her own discomfort.
How could she tell them?
How could she tell them that she had begun experiencing strange sensations when she had woken up a few hours ago after finally getting some sleep? Sensations that were extremely familiar to the kind of sensation that she had experienced when the alien virus infecting Planet Amadeus III grew active.
The sensations tingled on the skin across her entire body in very distinct fashions.
From very distinct directions.
The stimuli weren't merely in her head. She wasn't hallucinating them.
She was reacting to them.
With what felt like new sense organs.
