"What are you doing?" Eliot asked the moment he regained consciousness, finding a young girl leaning so close he could practically feel her warm breath on his face.
"Oh, you're awake," the person said, pulling back swiftly to reveal a face that immediately put Eliot on high alert.
"It's you," he stated with a frown, recalling the girl from the auxiliary world—the abnormally beautiful girl he had seen there who had only spoken to him once.
"You remember me?" she asked, and once again, she frowned just as she had done in that colorless world.
"Shouldn't I?" Eliot countered. She simply stared at him for a moment before reaching up and touching her face. Suddenly, something peeled right off, revealing... her face. Nothing about her appearance changed.
"Was that supposed to alter your appearance?" Eliot inquired, guessing the intent of the action.
"It does alter my appearance, but for some reason, it just doesn't work on you," she answered, storing the thin, translucent sheet away.
