[ She nods, grappling with the plan he puts forward with a nod. She is not a fighter, not even very good at running so well. Not without her gifts. Not without that comfort of a great and terrible presence that has been with her half her life. ]
What... what do you think? We could throw something, perhaps? Or...
[ She looks around. Breathing in and out slowly as she tries to come up with a plan. A distraction, a distraction.
Well. There was this alcove. Another empty building. One of the many that filled this place. So she opened it, as silently as she could, pushing the door inwards and peering in. Another iced treat shop, it looked like. Food, and things that went along with food. ]
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What... what do you think? We could throw something, perhaps? Or...
[ She looks around. Breathing in and out slowly as she tries to come up with a plan. A distraction, a distraction.
Well. There was this alcove. Another empty building. One of the many that filled this place. So she opened it, as silently as she could, pushing the door inwards and peering in. Another iced treat shop, it looked like. Food, and things that went along with food. ]
There must be something in here?