[ The playful bat headbutt gets a faint huff of breath, and Carolina's helmet shakes slightly. She's not sure what to make of him, but.. Cute. Very cute. She's not usually so susceptible to such things, but Fang has managed it.
If the bat-and-bear brigade want to talk about things with her later, that'll be up to them - though the lack of translator may result in one heck of a game of charades. For now, however, Carolina doesn't press the issue either, letting it drop in favour of what she views as the more pressing matter.
(And we're not talking about the Moogles, because let's face it, that's probably a subject they'll have to come back to later with someone on hand who's much better at diplomacy. Or has a fairly fat wallet.) ]
Yes. It was. [Fingers curl reflexively at That Name. But there's no further motion, certainly none that are made in his direction. Yet, Wash doesn't seem surprised that she's not dead. Hadn't been, for most of their earlier conversation, as a matter of fact.] So who told you I was alive?
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If the bat-and-bear brigade want to talk about things with her later, that'll be up to them - though the lack of translator may result in one heck of a game of charades. For now, however, Carolina doesn't press the issue either, letting it drop in favour of what she views as the more pressing matter.
(And we're not talking about the Moogles, because let's face it, that's probably a subject they'll have to come back to later with someone on hand who's much better at diplomacy. Or has a fairly fat wallet.) ]
Yes. It was. [Fingers curl reflexively at That Name. But there's no further motion, certainly none that are made in his direction. Yet, Wash doesn't seem surprised that she's not dead. Hadn't been, for most of their earlier conversation, as a matter of fact.] So who told you I was alive?