"That's what it's like in the soul space." If there was one advantage to the change, she could help Weapons ease into their first few transformations. She missed the soul space though.

Blinking, Rosalia watched the smoke rising and moved her hands away from the holes. What was it? It smelled nice.

"I feel like I ran up Shibusen's stairs without stopping for some reason..." It definitely wasn't normal, but she had no idea why she might be tired.