The way the paths had changed was annoying, to be sure. Sol had been lucky enough that she had managed to more or less avoid getting lost before today, but it seemed she wasn't going to be so fortunate now. Oh well. If she just kept walking, she would eventually wind up somewhere, wouldn't she? When she had first noticed the changes, she had expected something like this to happen eventually, so it wasn't as though she was mentally unprepared for the frustration.
For a moment, Sol wasn't sure if she wanted to approach or turn on her heel and walk in the opposite direction. (With the paths as confused as they were now, she figured doing that was just as likely to take her where she wanted to go as continuing in the direction she had been.) It probably would have been wiser to do the latter, but instead her feet wound up carrying her towards the woman almost of their own accord.
"...Hey." A sense of surreality seemed to have blanketed the encounter, Sol feeling as though her words came from someone else entirely as she asked, "Need some help?"
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What she was unprepared for was stumbling across a painfully familiar face.
For a moment, Sol wasn't sure if she wanted to approach or turn on her heel and walk in the opposite direction. (With the paths as confused as they were now, she figured doing that was just as likely to take her where she wanted to go as continuing in the direction she had been.) It probably would have been wiser to do the latter, but instead her feet wound up carrying her towards the woman almost of their own accord.
"...Hey." A sense of surreality seemed to have blanketed the encounter, Sol feeling as though her words came from someone else entirely as she asked, "Need some help?"