[The moment he touches her hand, there's a short, sudden scream, and suddenly Vash is back in reality.]
[He'll still be in the same spot he was before he took off his glasses, perhaps feeling rather dizzy, but otherwise fine.]
[Cheyenne, on the other hand, had been suddenly knocked backwards when the illusion was cut off, her hands now clamped tightly over her eyes. Though she managed to take control of the illusion and target her own memories instead of his fears, she hadn't been able to end it entirely. Were Vash not Vash and in possession of such a powerful and potent soul, what might have happened? Would she had killed him? Or worse...?]
[She doesn't need to speak to him to know he's all right. She can see it in his soul. He'll recover. She didn't take more than 10%... but she was close. She was dangerously close. She had lost control, she lost herself...]
[And now she was back.]
[She doesn't move from where she's laying in the snow, her back thankfully protected from the brunt of the cold by the coat Vash had put over her.]
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[He'll still be in the same spot he was before he took off his glasses, perhaps feeling rather dizzy, but otherwise fine.]
[Cheyenne, on the other hand, had been suddenly knocked backwards when the illusion was cut off, her hands now clamped tightly over her eyes. Though she managed to take control of the illusion and target her own memories instead of his fears, she hadn't been able to end it entirely. Were Vash not Vash and in possession of such a powerful and potent soul, what might have happened? Would she had killed him? Or worse...?]
[She doesn't need to speak to him to know he's all right. She can see it in his soul. He'll recover. She didn't take more than 10%... but she was close. She was dangerously close. She had lost control, she lost herself...]
[And now she was back.]
[She doesn't move from where she's laying in the snow, her back thankfully protected from the brunt of the cold by the coat Vash had put over her.]
...Vash?