Kafka blinked at the phone screen, brows furrowing as Nina's words sank in.
"You saw what now?" He asked, his voice lined with confusion as he tilted his head at her image.
"A goddess, Kafka! A goddess, or an angel, or whatever you want to call it!"
Nina bounced slightly on her end, eyes alight, words tumbling out quick.
"Like someone straight out of a fairy tale, a vision who doesn't belong in this world...I swear she left me breathless, like the kind of figure you'd see in a dream, watching over us right now."
"...I saw her today, I really did, and I can't—hnnn! I can't handle it, I'm still shaking from it. I can't believe I saw someone like that!"
Kafka's lips curled into a sly grin, and he shook his head slowly. "So basically..." He said dryly. "...you looked into a mirror."
"Huh?" Nina blinked in confusion. "What do you mean? I don't—"
Then her cheeks reddened, realization dawning on her just as a loud...thud-thump-thump!...echoed through the call.
