[Shaw lets herself drift upwards and upwards and upwards, until her nose is inches from the ceiling. It's nice. With her body suspended in space and touching nothing, she feels like she's barely here at all.]
Tiny... Hera?
[She croaks belatedly, after a few long moments of silence.]
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Tiny... Hera?
[She croaks belatedly, after a few long moments of silence.]