"Probably about as accurate as our own memories are, when we end up in each other's heads," Stacia says. Whether it's accurate-to-life is up in the air because, well, it's not like they have any way to check.
They get to the door and (unlike the last time she'd encountered a free-standing door), Stacia doesn't spend five to ten minutes examining it for traps. She shoves it open and steps inside with it, moving to the side so Kerrigan can follow. She's not completely reckless though, so she keeps a hand on it and doesn't let it close behind them completely.
"...Huh," she says, looking around the room. " 'No thoughts, head empty'?"
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They get to the door and (unlike the last time she'd encountered a free-standing door), Stacia doesn't spend five to ten minutes examining it for traps. She shoves it open and steps inside with it, moving to the side so Kerrigan can follow. She's not completely reckless though, so she keeps a hand on it and doesn't let it close behind them completely.
"...Huh," she says, looking around the room. " 'No thoughts, head empty'?"