[And Naoi will follow not too long after, faster than he expected, but looking much worse for wear than earlier: he's walking with a lurch, one hand tucked inside his jacket, revealing a bloodstained shirt and similarly red bandages around the arm he's left at his side.]
Was that supposed to be a joke?
[Really, they were defeated in a rather humiliating way, what more is there to say?]
Wake her up, we have a mission to plan. Opening the window should do the trick. [Because if there's a draft, it'll probably wake her up faster.]
action; so sorry for the looong delay, I thought I had this tracked!
Was that supposed to be a joke?
[Really, they were defeated in a rather humiliating way, what more is there to say?]
Wake her up, we have a mission to plan. Opening the window should do the trick. [Because if there's a draft, it'll probably wake her up faster.]