Eda blinked a few times as the scene changed, finding herself sitting cross-legged in the familiar old passageway, holding a violin. She was doing her best to mimic Raine, and finding they weren't kidding about the strings--at least when she hadn't built up any of the sort of callus that did make that easier.

Or rather... that was what she had been doing, when they'd really been here, years ago. She shook her head, trying to clear it and center herself. It was a good memory, but she wasn't sure she wanted to get lost in it. Not completely at any rate.

"Yeah... I can't say it was all bad," she admitted, setting the instrument down in her lap but giving Raine a sheepish grin. "Things around here sure got a lot better once a certain bard transferred in."

She hadn't expected them to hit it off the way they did, back at HECK, and she definitely hadn't expected the way Raine stayed a part of her life after that first day. The reminder conjures a soft, warm feeling in her chest, even despite the dire situation they're in back the real world.