[Bela looks a bit tousled. She's in the suit and skirt she wore during her nanomite excursion, torn and smutched, with her cat curled up on her lap. She scratches between Lisbeth's ears lightly, faint lines of tension pinched at the corners of her mouth ( Read more... )

[There’s a crackle and the feed flickers on, showing Bela crouched in the ruins of her cabin, shuddering. From this angle--skewed, like the device has been knocked sideways--it’s impossible to see her face ( Read more... )