Her ability was gone. Just like that, the only protection she'd had for the past three years had stopped working. Now she was alone, vulnerable, and wholly incapable of defending herself if necessary.
Alice didn't know what was going on but whatever it was, she didn't like it. Not even a little bit.
"What did you do?!?"
The words were spoken before she'd even realized it. Taking a few steps closer, her gaze flickering between the three present, she blinked rapidly to ward off the tears as her attention at long last settled on her sister. Noah hadn't been kidding when he'd said that time had passed. Angela looked far too old, in Alice's mind.
But it was still her. That was what mattered. She was still her Banana, no matter how old she might look. And while Alice's heart ached to rush to her sister and embrace her in a tight hug, another part of her kept her rooted to the spot, wary and on obvious edge.
"I don't understand," she spoke again, her voice a bit more calm despite the trembling in her limbs. She stared at her sister, willing the only familiar face in the group to help her. "I just want to go back."