Better not linger in her starting place too much longer. Yellow's faster than her and may have already come home to a wreck. Thorn might have a habit of checking up on the place, even, just in case. She's invisible, inaudible, unsmellable - that won't help if he sends someone thorough. Or comes in person.
She sets out.
She's been flying for about thirty minutes after her shopping trip when she falls through a tear and squeaks inaudibly and lands in the middle of -
Promise sits down.
(speak no secrets. compromise no goals.)
She looks at Cherish. That's easy to do. Looking at Cherish is a very rewarding activity.
"There, there." Promise's force field was already down so she could try to wrestle Vista out of Mannequin's grasp. Nothing stops Cherish from stroking Promise's hair. "I'm pretty durable. I think you'll get to keep me, once we're friends."
(model -)
she just wants Promise to have a friend
(- yourself -)
she never asked for this power did she it's not even her fault
(- without -)
Promise looks up at Cherish with watering eyes.
"Oh, you poor thing, what are you so upset about -" Her instinct is to touch; she interrupts herself. "You're afraid - not of me anymore, no - you're afraid for someone -"
"- but who? I'm the only friend you - your other friend is long gone, it felt like - and we're all alone here, it's just us and Vista, Promise..."
"I'm sorry," Promise sobs. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I couldn't, I can't, I'm sorry, I'm sorry -"
"Did you set something up - something you can't stop - Promise, just tell me what it is and we can think of something together -"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUNGH," Promise screams, hands over her mouth, as the exact opposite of healing befalls her only friend.
There is blood everywhere.
And then resumes. "AAAAUGH, got in my head, made me like it..." She kicks the body.
"May've been differently detailed. She wanted different things from us. Can you let us walk through the crack under the door, or slow down the ripples enough for a quick gate?"
Rather than expand the crack that much, she makes the door contract and the space between it and the frame expand. It only takes a few inches before the locks disengage.
"Do you know where the others are?"