[Kyna doesn't mean to trigger the vision. She leaves The Invincible to find the line of shrines and graves and feels an inexplicable pull towards them. It's weird, but probably not dangerous, she tells herself, and then she finds herself stopping at what is obviously a soldier's makeshift grave.
She reaches out to run her fingers along the rim of the helmet, hand trailing down to the dogtags caught around the gun. Without thinking, she touches Wash's dogtags around her neck, almost in sympathy. She doesn't recognize the last name, but then, she doesn't know many people's last names here. The urge to leave something feels almost natural, and so Kyna slips one of her rings off—a simple slim silver band—and leaves it at the base of the marker.
The effect is instant. Suddenly she's freezing, and very aware that she isn't herself. It all happens so quickly that all she can really register is Gene's certainly non-human companion and the visceral intensity of it, the speed with which Gene died, there and suddenly gone.
And then it's over, and Kyna finds herself with her hands over her mouth. For a moment all she can do is sit, forcing herself to breathe slowly so she doesn't spiral into a complete panic. It's the vision, yes, but it's guilt too. This isn't something she has permission to see, and just like in Hadriel, it feels like a violation. Maybe Gene would have told her if she'd asked, but this is taking it out of his hands completely, and she hates it.
Kyna scrubs her hands over her face, mutters a muffled god damn it, and then forces herself up. She has to find him, because the thought of knowing something this personal about him and not telling him is... awful. She's sure she's going to fumble this conversation somehow, like she always does, but she can't just not warn him.
By the time she finds him near the bonfire she's practically vibrating with anxiety, and she fidgets awkwardly before snagging his arm.]
this got tl;dr too rip
She reaches out to run her fingers along the rim of the helmet, hand trailing down to the dogtags caught around the gun. Without thinking, she touches Wash's dogtags around her neck, almost in sympathy. She doesn't recognize the last name, but then, she doesn't know many people's last names here. The urge to leave something feels almost natural, and so Kyna slips one of her rings off—a simple slim silver band—and leaves it at the base of the marker.
The effect is instant. Suddenly she's freezing, and very aware that she isn't herself. It all happens so quickly that all she can really register is Gene's certainly non-human companion and the visceral intensity of it, the speed with which Gene died, there and suddenly gone.
And then it's over, and Kyna finds herself with her hands over her mouth. For a moment all she can do is sit, forcing herself to breathe slowly so she doesn't spiral into a complete panic. It's the vision, yes, but it's guilt too. This isn't something she has permission to see, and just like in Hadriel, it feels like a violation. Maybe Gene would have told her if she'd asked, but this is taking it out of his hands completely, and she hates it.
Kyna scrubs her hands over her face, mutters a muffled god damn it, and then forces herself up. She has to find him, because the thought of knowing something this personal about him and not telling him is... awful. She's sure she's going to fumble this conversation somehow, like she always does, but she can't just not warn him.
By the time she finds him near the bonfire she's practically vibrating with anxiety, and she fidgets awkwardly before snagging his arm.]
Hey, um...