[It's an oddly tranquil moment, the younger girl on her knees in front of one of the decayed tombs, her hands calmly in her lap and her sword to one side. She's easily reaching out to break one of those bubbles before Ochako is close enough to see, watching with an impassive expression, face shifting only subtly.
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Ah, and then Ochako speaks up. Hikaru gives her a nod, even as she reaches out to touch another memory (the last image got posted first please i want to kill imgur). It's rather bleak, a hope born out of a personal desperation.]
I wanted to pay respects. [Her expression saddens a little, at what she can see.] This was a nice place to think, though.