Homura catches on quickly as to what is happening. Her body feels different; the surroundings also different. Waking up and moving to sit up is not her own movement, and then she distinctly hears thoughts that are not hers. She looks down with someone else's eyes and sees loose blonde hair.
To say the least, Homura never expected such a situation. She does not move Mami's arms and legs or even her head beyond looking around, but instead thinks very clearly and carefully to the other girl, hoping she will hear her. She concentrates very hard so as to let none of her other thoughts bleed over. Mami may catch a glimpse of it, though-- of how tired and unamused Homura is, and before that the processing of what is happening.
"Good morning." And without meaning to do it, she speaks quietly in Mami's voice: "What's going on? Do you know?"
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To say the least, Homura never expected such a situation. She does not move Mami's arms and legs or even her head beyond looking around, but instead thinks very clearly and carefully to the other girl, hoping she will hear her. She concentrates very hard so as to let none of her other thoughts bleed over. Mami may catch a glimpse of it, though-- of how tired and unamused Homura is, and before that the processing of what is happening.
"Good morning." And without meaning to do it, she speaks quietly in Mami's voice: "What's going on? Do you know?"