There's a blur of movement. Ariadne's not entirely sure if that was possible, or if she was causing it. Either way, she emerges from it, like a still out of a scene in a movie where people out of focus hurry about. She's not questioning if it's a dream or not. It feels real for the moment, her subconscious not yet checking if it is.

She saw a man walking in the opposite direction. All motion and sound seems to be following him. Ariadne stops in the crowd, the flow moving around her.

"This is for you, isn't it?" She asks, her voice trying to grab his attention.