mental link; the sound of silence

[huntsmachines]

[ Aloy has been trying to ignore that empty buzzing at the back of her head. She never got a chance to know most of her broodmates very well but their presence had been comforting. Now she was alone again. She could ignore it but unlike being alone normally, this one comes with a keen sense of awareness that she is alone and that she shouldn't be. ]

( It's so quiet without the rest of my brood. )

[ It feels strange to say that, but it's true. ]

( What do I do? )

[ She's not using to being connected to anyone this way and she's definitely not used to missing them. ]

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[cognitived]

[ Softly, like the shift of wings and creep of shadow, Clint catches the tendrils of her thoughts in return. Hello, in absentia, the coiling understanding threaded into the deeping dark of his mind. Clint woke alone, the first of his brood. Different waking first, rather than being the last to slumber, but vivid nonetheless. ]

( You continue. )

[ He murmurs, with a warm impression of his hand on her shoulder, before: ]

( Would you like company, Aloy? )

[huntsmachines]

[ Clint. Clint is familiar, even if he's not the same as her broodmates and it's a bit of a relief to feel someone she knows and trusts. She knows and trusts everyone int eh Nest, really, but Clint is one of those who stand out. ]

( I'm with Shiro right now. Thank you, though, Clint. I'm doing my best to go on. )

[cognitived]

[ There's a soft well of fondness, at Shiro and Aloy both, but okay. He understands. ]

( Of course. I'm here if you need anything. )

[ She need only ask, and Aloy can definitely pick up that thread of thought easily. ]