[ Again this strange feeling- everything shifts for a second and she's back in her normal body. Clothes, artificial arm, everything is intact. She does closer her hand into a fist slowly and then opens it again as if confirming it is truly hers. She's content with the result, that much shows on her face. ]

Yes, let's. It's a beautiful place. [ She gazes over the surrounding a bit of stars show in her eyes for a moment. Architecture fascinates her, remnants of knowledge whisper to her sources of the inspiration in the shapes and edges. ] The entrance is designed with telling a story-

[ Your story ]

It's a space meant for others as much as for the owner. The inner sanctum is always different, I do wonder how it's handled in contrast with this openness. [ She continues watching the feats presented on the walls until-

-she squints. Among all the historical facts being illustrated, portion look vastly different. She has to hurry and walk closer to it. ]

Huh.