adamantxflore has approached you
Her eyes were deceiving her. It must be. Either that or she was dead, and the last Cetra of the Planet was now greeting her with that warm smile as if she was truly, dead. Subconsciously, her hand came up to the side of her face to deliver a good enough slap upon her cheek. The hit was more than enough for her to feel, and if she could feel the pain that she had personally caused for herself, then surely she should have woken up by now. The fact that this wasn't a dream baffled her. Just exactly what was she doing here, of all places? Finding that there was no use for personal space, Cissnei had quickly marched up toward the Cetra and placed both of her hands on either side of the woman's face. This wasn't a joke.
"..--Well, if you're here,"
She muttered, retracting those hands from the brunette's face before taking a step back, providing the both of them the personal space that she had just so rudely taken not a second ago.
"Then Zack must be to, right?"