Aren reformed first, his body snapping back into place exactly where he was before entering the abandoned warehouse. The residual charge lingered across his skin for just a moment before fading.
Beside him, a second flicker followed and Miu stumbled out of the transformation a heartbeat later.
"…I hate that," she muttered immediately, gripping the wall with one hand while her other was on her mouth, trying not to vomit everywhere.
"Is it really that bad?" he asked, but even before she answered, his eyes were scanning the area for any potential danger or anyone else watching them.
When the coast was clear, they slipped back through a side alley and passed through the skeletal remains of District 12. With the help of Stella guiding them out, they were able to make it back to some semblance of civilization.
Only then did Miu exhale.
"Let's head back to our hotel," Aren checked the time on his phone. "We should discuss in person. To avoid any chances of being wiretapped."
