Neuron bridging was extremely dangerous on a good day, considering how exhausted both Sec and First were, both to the point of collapse, the chance of one of them seizing or having a stroke was uncomfortably high. This sort of weaving pushed nite dust way beyond what it was designed for and was reserved for dire situations even back in the Golden Era.
But Sec WOULD save him. She hadn’t come this far, pursued him through forests, deserts, and mountains, and then fought him nearly to the point of both of their deaths to see him wither away before she found out if her ancient love was still in there somewhere.
Part of her knew that this mental landscape she was entering was potentially more dangerous then any of harsh landscapes she’d survive in the physical world. The cultists had been thorough in their programming, but she’d found her ancient memories, maybe there was still a chance for him.