Anya barely processes "person in my personal space" beyond "ugh I'm gonna have to yell at someone if they don't back off". Until Rikki speaks, and the familiarity of her voice trickles into Anya's brain. Anya's half-turned to respond to the "Spider-Girl" part of the comment when it clicks that the person speaking was her (dead!!!??????!?!) girlfriend, so by the time she finishes the turn and is looking Rikki in the eyes, just a tiny bit taller than she feels like she should be, thanks to her body's last effort at a growth spurt giving her an extra half-inch.
She doesn't do anything but stare for a long moment, eyes wide and lips slightly parted from the shock. That's. That's definitely Rikki. That is definitely Rikki Barnes, in her Nomad costume, looking just like she does in Anya's memories and very much Not Dead.
Anya licks her lips and tries to speak a couple of times before the sound actually makes it out, a rough whisper more than anything.
"Rikki?"
Sorry Nomad, she doesn't have it in her to care about secret identities right now.
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She doesn't do anything but stare for a long moment, eyes wide and lips slightly parted from the shock. That's. That's definitely Rikki. That is definitely Rikki Barnes, in her Nomad costume, looking just like she does in Anya's memories and very much Not Dead.
Anya licks her lips and tries to speak a couple of times before the sound actually makes it out, a rough whisper more than anything.
"Rikki?"
Sorry Nomad, she doesn't have it in her to care about secret identities right now.