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It didn’t take long for her to feel BRAVERY that coursed through the stranger she was soon approaching. Her current state of being allowed her to sense traits more easily, and she supposed it’s been a while since she’s encountered someone other than DETERMINATION---and she was ever thankful for the change.

Isis was furious.

Though, she did not express such an emotion openly. No need for anyone to ask any unnecessary questions. 

Still---this was the cherry on top of the shit cake. She’s already in a sour mood thanks to having a new soul added to the collection in her chest. She felt like death, and she would personally know, given how she died at one point in her existence. She was on a mission, though. And she refused to let her physical discomfort get in the way of that.

She was visiting Suede and Tulle’s timeline.

The princess had seen that status update of Suede’s. Whatever they’d done to Tulle before, this screwed over version of a Reset---they more than likely did it again. And that did not sit well with Isis.

Not long after Pepper sent that text, Isis arrived at their doorstep. Her knock was soft, and even the small movement of such a simple thing caused her pain.

Another Frisk.

If Isis was being honest, their presence felt nice. She never usually dwelled on the impression of her instincts, since she preferred to judge people with her own two eyes. Still... it was a nice feeling to have.

While Isis was normally compliant with Flurry, thanks to her soft spot for children, this particular inquiry had her frowning with disapproval.

This was new.

Not an alternate of someone Isis was already aware of. No, this person was someone completely different. That made them intriguing. Like a scientist coming across a new groundbreaking discovery, Isis was enthralled. She did, however, hide her interest with expertise, and merely addressed the newcomer with common courtesy. 

Though, the individual reeked of LOVE, and that made her antsy.

My muse has blood on their hands! Send your muse’s reaction!

Isis was very aware of the other’s presence. Her senses were heightened thanks to her unnatural state, and she had a tendency to tune into her surroundings out of sheer habit.

But instead of calling them out, she said nothing.