Nensu felt herself phasing now back into reality, once she felt her wrist being taken by a hand. Her vision coming back into focus, she saw a blurry figure before her. It felt as if she was waking up from a dream, and yet, it still lingered within her conscience. However, his voice seemed to be clearing  up, and she managed to see the familiar green-haired teenager, who seemed to have dragged her a little farther from the poster, away from her line of sight. 

“Huh?”, Nensu asked, a little confused, but managed to understand his intention of doing such a thing. Spotting something to fall, and a glimpse of someone with red eyes, the girl leaned down to pick up the item.