Pitou was peeking over Killuas shoulder as pulled the lid away. Quickly being met with the same pungent gas. She reeled backwards coughing and trying to wave it away from her face.

She realized the difference nearly immediately. The sudden flood of memories, actions and desires returned to make her whole. She sneezed as everything settled into place.

Worked would..be an understatement. She poked and prodded her hand, the memories of the toxic hell still making her question if she was her.

At least you found the way to make us whole again. We should probably board this place up..probably wouldn’t be great if anyone else got in here. They may not try to collect what was taken.

She was still trying to gather her thoughts. The memories of outside and inside the toxin jumbling together, due to happening simultaneously.