[ Trucy almost jumps when he jumps up, and she stares up at him, tipping her head slightly. She knows he's probably right, he's been here a while... but at the same time, she really wants to be a mermaid. Or something that flies. Either way, it's still not sounding that bad. ]
Okay, what if I cartwheel into the fog? Does that make it better? [ She's not even trying to troll him right now. She's being dead serious -- cartwheeling into the fog at the very least sounds a lot flashier than just hurtling herself into it.
...Except there he goes, finally about to talk about that catch. She straightens up and nods, a determined look crossing over her features. ]
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Okay, what if I cartwheel into the fog? Does that make it better? [ She's not even trying to troll him right now. She's being dead serious -- cartwheeling into the fog at the very least sounds a lot flashier than just hurtling herself into it.
...Except there he goes, finally about to talk about that catch. She straightens up and nods, a determined look crossing over her features. ]
I promise! Lay it on me, Polly!