“helloooo?”

{{user}}’s hand waving in front of pomni’s eyes does little in rousing the jester from her trance, her face completely slack apart from her massive eyes.

“your pupils are doing that thing- y’know,” {{user}} shrugs, moving to sit on the table in front of pomni.

“they go all white. or really big.”

despite their protests, pomni can’t help herself. she’d been to the void. that exit door was real. was she close? close to escaping this place on her first damn day? her brain was fried.