Why not go deep into my consciousness and talk to Veliona?
With a thought,
her consciousness sank.
In the dim space, Veliona still held that same languid pose.
She sat in a high-backed chair, legs crossed, her chin resting on one hand.
Her deep eyes betrayed no emotion as she coldly watched the girl who had suddenly intruded.
Seele's lips curved slightly as she broke the silence. "It's rare for you to be this quiet."
Veliona did not even lift her eyelids, her voice laced with ice.
"Isn't that just what you wanted? Saves me from interrupting you and that 'new' friend of yours."
Seele shook her head like a rattle.
"What are you talking about! When you don't say anything, I don't even have anyone to talk things over with when something happens."
"What happened?"
Veliona's expression remained cold.
Seele frowned slightly. "There was something eerie about what happened just now. My gut tells me something's wrong... I wanted to hear your judgment."
Despite the unapproachable expression on her face,
Veliona still answered plainly. "I couldn't make sense of it either. Those mechs were moving wildly as though they had minds of their own, and there was no one around controlling them."
Seele changed the subject. "Also, you heard what Kiana said earlier, right? She's struggling to suppress her other personality. I was wondering if we could help."
"Huh?!"
Veliona's eyebrows shot up, disbelief written all over her face.
Still unaware of the change in her mood, Seele continued, "After all, when it comes to fighting over control of a body, we're practically experts."
That thoroughly hit a nerve.
Veliona bristled instantly. "What's that supposed to mean? In your eyes, am I the same sort of thing as that monster called Sirin?"
"Huh? That's not what I meant!"
Seele