I don't intend to, [she says with a shake of her head,] but I'm glad we met this way anyway.
[If only so she didn't end up the other Turnskin's lunch. Or perhaps snack? There is not much meat to Akko's bones to probably qualify as a meal. In any case, now that Fang has slowed down and seems to be looking around, Akko does as well. You know, despite not being able to really see squat out here. The darkness muddies up enough details that it's difficult to tell if it's a stick, root, vine, or her wand that she's looking at.]
Hold on, [she says, giving Fang's shoulder a few light pats to get her attention. She points.] Is that it?
[It's less something that she's seeing and more just a gut feeling. Maybe it's right, maybe it's wrong. She leans and squints, which is not making it easier to see and likely not making her any easier to hold.]
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[If only so she didn't end up the other Turnskin's lunch. Or perhaps snack? There is not much meat to Akko's bones to probably qualify as a meal. In any case, now that Fang has slowed down and seems to be looking around, Akko does as well. You know, despite not being able to really see squat out here. The darkness muddies up enough details that it's difficult to tell if it's a stick, root, vine, or her wand that she's looking at.]
Hold on, [she says, giving Fang's shoulder a few light pats to get her attention. She points.] Is that it?
[It's less something that she's seeing and more just a gut feeling. Maybe it's right, maybe it's wrong. She leans and squints, which is not making it easier to see and likely not making her any easier to hold.]