[ Is she the same person? It's hard to say. She feels so much different than she did as a merperson, and even as a human, in ways that are really hard to put her leafy finger on.
It's just another thing to think about, she supposes.
She's snapped out of her thoughts again, mid-chew, by Trish's suggestion. She looks out the apartment's big window, at the sun and at the street below. ]
Mm... the sun outside is nice. [ She has been going to the roof sometimes for some sunlight. It feels nourishing on her fronds. ] I'm still pretty slow, though.
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[ Is she the same person? It's hard to say. She feels so much different than she did as a merperson, and even as a human, in ways that are really hard to put her leafy finger on.
It's just another thing to think about, she supposes.
She's snapped out of her thoughts again, mid-chew, by Trish's suggestion. She looks out the apartment's big window, at the sun and at the street below. ]
Mm... the sun outside is nice. [ She has been going to the roof sometimes for some sunlight. It feels nourishing on her fronds. ] I'm still pretty slow, though.