( If Victoria's silence was any indication of her opinion of that answer then, yes, it was pretty unsatisfactory.
Sure, everyone wants answers, but no one wants answers more than Victoria does. Or at least it feels that way. The others seemed to have gotten used to their new 'home' pretty easily, either because they've been here for longer or because they're far better at coping with unusual situations than Victoria is. In either case, it would be nice to not be the only freaking out. Just one mass panic attack, that's all she's asking for here. )
You don't know that, Max. You don't know what this place is. ( And if she does know, she should just say it. Max is right with her second assumption: her attempt at reassurance only makes Victory more skeptical. ) This could be the afterlife. Purgatory as a retro chic period piece.
( When the door opens, Victoria falls backwards and stumbles against Max. In better circumstances she would have caught herself beforehand, but she's running on 0.33 hours of sleep and her reflexes aren't the best. Maybe she should have moved away from the door beforehand, but that's not her fault. It's all Max's fault. Somehow. ) Ugh, great job, twee. ( She rolls her eyes as she straightens up and is quick to brush herself off, more worried about the threat of coffee stains than actually hurting Max with that fall. )
Guess some things never change, no matter what universe we're in.
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Sure, everyone wants answers, but no one wants answers more than Victoria does. Or at least it feels that way. The others seemed to have gotten used to their new 'home' pretty easily, either because they've been here for longer or because they're far better at coping with unusual situations than Victoria is. In either case, it would be nice to not be the only freaking out. Just one mass panic attack, that's all she's asking for here. )
You don't know that, Max. You don't know what this place is. ( And if she does know, she should just say it. Max is right with her second assumption: her attempt at reassurance only makes Victory more skeptical. ) This could be the afterlife. Purgatory as a retro chic period piece.
( When the door opens, Victoria falls backwards and stumbles against Max. In better circumstances she would have caught herself beforehand, but she's running on 0.33 hours of sleep and her reflexes aren't the best. Maybe she should have moved away from the door beforehand, but that's not her fault. It's all Max's fault. Somehow. ) Ugh, great job, twee. ( She rolls her eyes as she straightens up and is quick to brush herself off, more worried about the threat of coffee stains than actually hurting Max with that fall. )
Guess some things never change, no matter what universe we're in.