[She doesn't have to look directly at the training area, but she knows he's there. She knows this whole basement like the back of her hand and could recount everything that's happened here. Everything that's happened on the table (except the times that she wasn't actually here ... or when Oliver was with Sara and they were living down here). It was her home for what felt like so long and now it was here.
Even the music blaring and the movement of dancing felt nostalgic.
Pushing the feeling of being a ghost in the wrong haunted house down, she looks through the pictures that he was going through. They're all old resonance from missions. They feel like so long ago. Such a different time in everyone's lives. All of this felt like some kind of time capsule that she shouldn't have opened. They were all past this. She was, at least.
She begins the shutdown sequence, glancing up to look at the reflective eyes in the darkness.]
Re: 2
Even the music blaring and the movement of dancing felt nostalgic.
Pushing the feeling of being a ghost in the wrong haunted house down, she looks through the pictures that he was going through. They're all old resonance from missions. They feel like so long ago. Such a different time in everyone's lives. All of this felt like some kind of time capsule that she shouldn't have opened. They were all past this. She was, at least.
She begins the shutdown sequence, glancing up to look at the reflective eyes in the darkness.]
What were you looking for down here anyway?