Sailor Psyche wasn't the most patient person ever but she was trying. She paced back and forth, twirling around in spot as she looked around the asteroid one last time until she noticed the phone pointing back at her. A small huff of breath signaled her relief. She had many things to be pleased about but right now she was simply happy she didn't have to make an effort to try and understand what things said because of the translator.
"O.K," she said, looking down at the snuggling manx before she held the phone out, closed her eyes, snuggled ********* back and then thought about the place they had been at prior to this. It was easy to remember because it was her first memory as Sailor Psyche, and with that it wasn't long before the three of them were transported back.
