Stella is about halfway to laughing herself, more out of stress than from any sort of actual amusement. Five minutes ago, it seems, she'd been in the village, only to... come back through the fountain, into the village again? For what purpose?
As she looks around, though, she's starting to realize things are different. This place looks run down in a way she doesn't remember the village having been, as if someone turned back the clock to the day they arrived. She can see enough of the houses and outbuildings to recognize things look more dilapidated than they did. The schoolhouse is there, when she quite clearly recalls Credence destroyed it when he was overcome by the Obscurus, all those months ago.
She doesn't quite know how to react to Kate's... well, temper tantrum is the only word for it, because telling her to calm down would be unhelpful, and besides, it isn't as if Stella isn't also confused and frustrated. She just doesn't express it so... explosively.
"Jesus," she breathes, just an exclamation, a reaction to everything that's going on rather than anything Kate or anyone else specifically is doing. The mention of the bracelet makes her look down at hers, finally examining it properly. The band itself is rubber in the same dark blue as her scrubs, and she almost startles on realizing it's got a digital display of the kind she's never seen in the village. It's showing what she assumes is the time, in 24-hour format, and a date. 1 April.
Oh, for fuck's sake.
If this were all one giant April Fools' joke, that would explain a lot of things. Unfortunately, Stella has the feeling things are a bit more complex than that. "Looks to be some sort of wristwatch," she comments, but even as she says it she knows it can't only be that. Why would the observers give them a watch? Why the sudden insistence on them knowing the date and time, when up till now they've had to do things the old-fashioned way? What else does it do besides track the time and date? She would be utterly unsurprised if they were some sort of tracking device, and the fact that they can't take them off certainly says something.
So does the sudden unaccustomed weight of her unusually long hair, but she hasn't yet put all of the pieces together. "We'll get all of this sorted properly," she says, almost more of a reassurance to herself than to Kate, although her attention is focused back on the other woman. "You're not hurt, physically?"
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As she looks around, though, she's starting to realize things are different. This place looks run down in a way she doesn't remember the village having been, as if someone turned back the clock to the day they arrived. She can see enough of the houses and outbuildings to recognize things look more dilapidated than they did. The schoolhouse is there, when she quite clearly recalls Credence destroyed it when he was overcome by the Obscurus, all those months ago.
She doesn't quite know how to react to Kate's... well, temper tantrum is the only word for it, because telling her to calm down would be unhelpful, and besides, it isn't as if Stella isn't also confused and frustrated. She just doesn't express it so... explosively.
"Jesus," she breathes, just an exclamation, a reaction to everything that's going on rather than anything Kate or anyone else specifically is doing. The mention of the bracelet makes her look down at hers, finally examining it properly. The band itself is rubber in the same dark blue as her scrubs, and she almost startles on realizing it's got a digital display of the kind she's never seen in the village. It's showing what she assumes is the time, in 24-hour format, and a date. 1 April.
Oh, for fuck's sake.
If this were all one giant April Fools' joke, that would explain a lot of things. Unfortunately, Stella has the feeling things are a bit more complex than that. "Looks to be some sort of wristwatch," she comments, but even as she says it she knows it can't only be that. Why would the observers give them a watch? Why the sudden insistence on them knowing the date and time, when up till now they've had to do things the old-fashioned way? What else does it do besides track the time and date? She would be utterly unsurprised if they were some sort of tracking device, and the fact that they can't take them off certainly says something.
So does the sudden unaccustomed weight of her unusually long hair, but she hasn't yet put all of the pieces together. "We'll get all of this sorted properly," she says, almost more of a reassurance to herself than to Kate, although her attention is focused back on the other woman. "You're not hurt, physically?"