Masks 2

"Yeah." She's herself again. The hero of Rainwalk is back!

Just too late for Rainwalk.

"I guess I'm not really sure who me is anymore." Siren knows she shouldn't spill her guts to this poor moth, who's probably a famous hero or something, and she had definitely just tried to run through with a spear, and was probably tired and hurt and oh God it was happening anyways. "I was me. I mean, I really believed that thing was going to save the world. I really believed you guys had been bought off by evil corporations. I seriously, really believed that becoming FISH was the route to self-actualization and happiness!" That wouldn't even fly as a self-help book! "But I was still me, a little? I remembered things, in. little bits, and I still talked like me - or like, the superhero version of me I could never quite get right when there was actually crime that needed fighting but sounded super good to my bedroom mirror? I still cared about my home."

Then she'd destroyed it.

"So... what happens now? Are you taking me to dimensional jail?" Siren's honestly okay with it if so. It kind of sounded like a relief.