The speed at which all of this happens is frankly ludicrous to Reira-which, given her typical understanding of things, is more of an indication to her illness than anything else. Initially, despite the wash of sharp pain that comes the closer Mari gets to exiting the treasury with Sans, the girl manages a small smile-encouragement, mostly, since they seem to finally have something going right for them. It fades when people begin arguing (or briefly argue, more accurate) about sedation.
It's definitely gone when Strange does it anyway, and the level of irritated disappointment from more than one person snaps to rise.
"Mnh...." At the very least, she's holding her breath, not that it looks like she moved much. Mostly her face just changed to a more surprised one, and a light grimace.
She waits until the poison clears up, before....trying to at least get something over with. "....Do you want your radio back..?" she tries, grimacing somewhat.
"....I already have mine..." Not that it's very visible, being within the inside pocket of a sweater, but it is there, and she really only used this one because it was crammed in her hands for convenience.
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It's definitely gone when Strange does it anyway, and the level of irritated disappointment from more than one person snaps to rise.
"Mnh...." At the very least, she's holding her breath, not that it looks like she moved much. Mostly her face just changed to a more surprised one, and a light grimace.
She waits until the poison clears up, before....trying to at least get something over with. "....Do you want your radio back..?" she tries, grimacing somewhat.
"....I already have mine..." Not that it's very visible, being within the inside pocket of a sweater, but it is there, and she really only used this one because it was crammed in her hands for convenience.