[Scott fully stops dead in his tracks as Sophie works her powers, and all at once, the filter of red that he sees the entire world shifts into something far more colorful. Normal. A sharp intake of air breathes through Scott's mouth as his lips parts, head turning in all directions as he tries to take in everything as is-- as it should be. Blue with green, brown with black, red-- when there only should be red, and it's nearly overwhelming.
It takes Scott a moment to actually respond, still reeling from the new images before his eyes. Okay, maybe not new, but.
He looks over at Sophie. Her blonde hair. The way her clothes actually match together instead of different shades of red. Still overwhelming.]
I... I haven't seen anything like this in months.
[And he won't, ever, without extra assistance. But. For once, he doesn't focus on that bitter feeling.]
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It takes Scott a moment to actually respond, still reeling from the new images before his eyes. Okay, maybe not new, but.
He looks over at Sophie. Her blonde hair. The way her clothes actually match together instead of different shades of red. Still overwhelming.]
I... I haven't seen anything like this in months.
[And he won't, ever, without extra assistance. But. For once, he doesn't focus on that bitter feeling.]