*Thorne messes with the program more until she reaches its codes. She struggles with the touch screen.* A little difficult to do with a small area… Got it. *T pauses for a solid minute before looking back to D.* What am I supposed to feel? I feel lighter, though that's not possible in terms of human chemicals. I know my metabolism rate. [Timeskip whenever you're ready to end this scene. 1 wk?]