She awoke in a haze, the last little bits of some dream about worshipping a fey goddess slipping from her mind like water through her fingers.

"Good morning, sleepyhead." An amused voice, a familiar voice, next to her, and she blearily looked over to see on the bed next to her was Escia, her sister.

Escia was slowly twirling a lock of her hair in her fingers, her hair being not Escia, but... she realized, with faint panic, that she wasn't entirely what her name was, who she was.

She tried to get words past her dry lips to ask, but it came out as a little moan. Her mind felt slow and uncoordinated, and doing even the least little thing felt like a great effort. She licked her lips with her dry tongue. 

...drugged?

Was she...?

She was vaguely aware looking up at her as she tried to pull her mind together that Escia had taken a sip from the bottle on the nightstand, but now Escia was moving down over her, running her fingers through her hair, taking hold of her head with that, and pressing a wet kiss against her lips, then pushing her tongue in a little, letting a trickle of water from her mouth that she didn't really think to stop her, kissing back and drinking down the water she was given reflexively, so maybe she had done this before....

Escia pulled back and looked down at her with a smile she couldn't place, that didn't look fully... mmm.... it was hard to form the thought, because of course Escia loved her. That was one thing she could be sure about, she knew with almost all of her being, she felt like she had heard it hundreds, if not thousands of times, something that was fully settled in her head.

Sisters didn't usually kiss, probably...? ...but kissing Escia felt very natural....

"Who'm... who... who'mai...?" The words were hard to string together properly.

Escia smiled. "You're Malra." She slowly stroked Malra's forehead. "Can you remember anything? Maybe we kept you in that scene a little too long...."

...oh. If Escia said it, it must be true, so she relaxed the rest of the way. "...scene...?" Escia didn't sound that worried, so it must not be that important.

Escia laughed softly. "I hypnotize you, silly. It's how we play together. Can you remember anything else?"

Malra shook her head a little.

It was only at this that Escia looked faintly concerned. "About who I am? Where we are?"

"Escia... sis... love...." Malra realized that she could also be saying that she loved Escia, not that Escia loved her, but she simultaneously realized that it was equally true. She could be sure of two things: Her sister's name was Escia, Escia loved her, and she loved Escia... three things? "Dunno..." She realized the softness beneath her, and letting her head flop to one side, saw the mattress. "...bed...?"

"That's right..." Malra smile slowly broke across her face beautifully, and she winked at her. "Don't worry, cutie, I'll tell you everything you need to know until you remember it all for yourself. And no more new scenes until you recover a little."

"...okay...." This must not be a scene, then.... scene... "...scene...?"

"A hypnosis session where I make you believe anything I want," Escia said softly. "We both love when we do that to you. You love having your mind like putty and letting me reshape it however I will."

Malra could remember words very like those ones spilling from her lips an innumerable amount of times, too, so that must be true. She smiled up at Escia. Escia was so good to her, turning her mind into putty. Right now she was a little more out of it than was comfortable, but if she kept doing this hypnosis with her, it must be worth it. She tried to reach up and touch Escia's face, but ended up sort of poking her in the cheek with one finger. She felt real, so this probably wasn't a dream, at least.

Escia blinked, giggled, and reached over to take her hand from her face, squeezing it softly.

It was so hard for Malra to keep her eyes open, even to see her beloved sister. "...sleeep...?"

"Yes, you can go to sleep...."

Malra's eyes fluttered closed.

As she drifted off, she was vaguely aware of Escia's voice, sounding more detached and less like she was talking to Malra. "...how much I dose her...."

She was only able to catch a few words, but something felt vaguely incongruous there. Her mind was too slow and sleepy right now, though, so she could think about it later, or maybe just let Escia handle the thinking like she was supposed to.

She felt herself drifting off into unconsciousness again, idly wondering what her next dream would be like.