[You are so lucky that she gets little mental pings for personal messages like this, Nagisa. Reira jolts awake when her dream goes from wandering in seaweed to a desperate plea for help, which turns into reading the actual message as she, well. Opens her eyes.
<CCC-REDHORSE> rip in pieces nagisa,,,
She quickly replies-]
whr are y
[She may still be half asleep.]