Kailani felt Shuyin's consciousness slip away entirely, like sand through fingers, dissolving into whatever lay beyond death.
Her presence was gone, leaving only her memories behind.
Kailani was alone in this borrowed body, and she needed to navigate these new surroundings.
The entire exchange had taken perhaps three seconds in real time, and she only looked dazed.
"Princess!" Tank's voice cut through the haze. "Princess, can you hear us? What's happening to you?!"
Kailani, no. Shuyin now —she had to remember she was Shuyin. She lowered her hands from her head and looked up at the three women gawking at her. She could see their fear, their confusion, their concern all warring on their faces.
Through the borrowed memories, she understood them in a way that went beyond mere observation with her eyes.
Tank, who had killed her abusive husband and protected other inmates with the same fierce loyalty.
