[ Usagi hasn't even really looked over herself in this dream -- she knows her physical appearances have changed a bit, but, she doesn't know the clothes that she's wearing or the lack of weapons that she's got on her person. She has a large pouch much like the one she normally has back in the real world.
Instead of poketreats and snacks for herself, it's nothing but those potions, ethers and bandages and rubbing alcohol. All the things to give basic first aid to.
She wants to deny this notion could even be true, that they've been here before, but Usagi knows that if she does, then it would be calling Ami's s theory a lie. But, she doesn't, like the nagging alarm in the back of her mind is telling her not to.
That she does need to accept this as a fact. ]
But, this is during the war... why here and why now? Is this dream supposed to tell us something?
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Instead of poketreats and snacks for herself, it's nothing but those potions, ethers and bandages and rubbing alcohol. All the things to give basic first aid to.
She wants to deny this notion could even be true, that they've been here before, but Usagi knows that if she does, then it would be calling Ami's s theory a lie. But, she doesn't, like the nagging alarm in the back of her mind is telling her not to.
That she does need to accept this as a fact. ]
But, this is during the war... why here and why now? Is this dream supposed to tell us something?