Two Eyes Cenote Dear gravity, you held me down in this starless city

Minuet!
She heard it, heard her name, and yet it did not fully register until she looked to her left and the figure of mauve tones came straight for her. She knew that face. She knew that voice.
And it ate away at her like acid.
Why was she here?
Her tongue flicks over her lips again, this time to wet them, and her eyes narrow with uncertainty. W-- where are we? Do you hate me? Why are you--
And it was then that she saw him. A tall wisp in tricolor, a mirage in the oasis, and all she could do was stare. This venture into the sand had already become more than she could handle, and as the bile rose in her throat, she found herself wanting to flee.