[ she. does pause-- she didn't expect that many pictures at all. Or the ones of Coyote, which she sort of... frowns lightly at, rueful, before going back to the rest.

... but also squinting at the onsen pictures, because she remembers the FEELING, secondhand, from his feelings, but she genuinely has no idea who this woman is. she can barely recognize herself in the mirror-- it's only the crocodile tail that makes her suspicious and confused. when did this happen...?

...

she goes upstairs, after a bit. ]