[Honestly, Naoto didn't think they would succeed. It doesn't sink in right away as she sits up in her pod, her hair whipping around her face, the air heavy with the scent of a storm. She's sure that headquarters is in a frenzy, trying to get in touch with them ( because she's sure they both survived, there's no way she could make it back and Rammsteiner wouldn't ), but she waits patiently, quietly.
Even though she didn't have any doubts, it's still a relief when she spots the other pod. Feeling a bit silly and apprehensive, she paddles her own over, the two pods bumping gently together. She reaches out, knocking politely on it, as if they're back at headquarters and she's knocking on his undecorated door.]
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Even though she didn't have any doubts, it's still a relief when she spots the other pod. Feeling a bit silly and apprehensive, she paddles her own over, the two pods bumping gently together. She reaches out, knocking politely on it, as if they're back at headquarters and she's knocking on his undecorated door.]