As the effects of the ability faded, the strange awareness surrounding Noah slowly began to withdraw. The sensation receded in waves, pulling back from the edges of his perception until the distant impressions vanished completely.
The kitchen had once more turned into a kitchen.
Noah blinked several times, letting his senses settle as he adjusted to the sudden absence. Once he had fully come back to himself, his gaze slowly drifted toward the kitchen doorway.
Levy was still there, and so was Sage. The two were still looking at him.
Noah's eyes moved between them.
"Something on my face?"
"Yeah. For a second there," Levy replied.
Before Noah could ask what it was, Sage spoke.
"What was up with your eyes?"
Noah turned toward her.
"My eyes?"
Sage nodded, her gaze remaining fixed on him.
"Yeah. They changed."
Noah's expression shifted into confusion.
"What do you mean, changed?"
