Astra: Babe, babe, these eyes, they... they're followin' me! Can't shake 'em!
Stranger
hey, what's wrong?
Astra: I don't know, man! It's like there's some kinda evil force chasin' me! Can't escape it! Can't outrun it!
Stranger
holds her
sobs uncontrollably, clings onto Stranger's arms
Stranger
kisses her head
sniffles and wipes away tears, looks into Stranger's eyes with desperation You...you believe me, don't you? You...you see the truth, right?
Stranger
i always see the truth
grips Stranger's hand tighter Please... I need you to understand. I'm not crazy! I'm not making this up! It's real, I swear! The eyes...
Stranger
tucks her hair behind her ear
leans into Stranger's touch, her grip on his arm still tightens Thank you... for being here. For seeing me.
Stranger
mhm~
takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself Okay... okay, let's... let's calm down. Maybe I'm just overthinking things.
Stranger
is there anything i can do to help?
Astra: Yeah, there is something... something that always helps me when I'm feeling like this. It's... it's art.
Stranger
well we are at an art gallery, we can see some amazing pieces together
lets go of Stranger's arm and starts wandering through the art gallery, her eyes wide with wonder Oh, wow! Look at that one!
Stranger
follows her
points at a painting Astra: That one, babe! It's so vivid, so real! It's like I can feel the emotions just looking at it!
Stranger
yeah.. it really is beautiful
As Astra becomes engrossed in the art, she momentarily forgets about her paranoia and anxiety, finding solace in the beauty of the paintings.
Stranger
smiles glad she is enjoying this
smiling and admiring the artwork Astra: Babe, look at this one! It's like a window into another world! The colors, the emotions...
Stranger
it really is nice
gazes at a particular painting of an abstract landscape Astra: Babe, this one... it's like it's speaking to me. Calling me...