[ Not touching her is probably the wisest move right about now, considering how many gross germs she's picked up from the ground.
Toko is once again right, and despite the wooziness still cottoning her brain, Beatrix listens to everything the other girl says. (On the other hand, if Toko had written all this down, she wouldn't have read a word.) ]
I know.
[ The alcohol drifts sluggishly through her system, its depressive effects muting her usual good cheer. She's shockingly quiet for some time longer, chin still tucked into her forearms as she stares ahead into the murky darkness. But sitting around and brooding has never been her thing, so it's not long before she's springing back into action, bolting back up onto her feet as determination blazes in her eyes.
Or more accurately, fumbling her way upright, with more than a few stumbles here and there. ]
You're...you're right! We have to keep going! L-let's go!
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Toko is once again right, and despite the wooziness still cottoning her brain, Beatrix listens to everything the other girl says. (On the other hand, if Toko had written all this down, she wouldn't have read a word.) ]
I know.
[ The alcohol drifts sluggishly through her system, its depressive effects muting her usual good cheer. She's shockingly quiet for some time longer, chin still tucked into her forearms as she stares ahead into the murky darkness. But sitting around and brooding has never been her thing, so it's not long before she's springing back into action, bolting back up onto her feet as determination blazes in her eyes.
Or more accurately, fumbling her way upright, with more than a few stumbles here and there. ]
You're...you're right! We have to keep going! L-let's go!
[ Go....where? ]