They're not that heavy. We don't have much stuff in our packs.
[He's used to going longer distances with much more cumbersome things! In fact, it's almost a little weird how little he's carrying these days. First of all, it makes him feel underprepared...
Not that carrying around dirt and branches helps, but it's the psychology of the thing.]
[He still hasn't figured out that you can just send detailed images straight up.
So mirror it is -- he's somewhere surrounded by stands selling... kelp? It looks more like a kelp forest than a street, but at least it should be easy to find.]
[ uhhhhhh. he absently rubs the back of his neck, blush getting worse. happiness is truly what comes to the forefront of his mind, but he figures it might be easier to explain this to haru. ]
Yeah? Maybe... [ akira, you can't even lie to yourself. he rubs the back of his neck, averting hi gaze. ] It's not like I wouldn't do that for a friend, though.
[ true, but you just admitted you liked him, akira.... ]
[ he eyes the flowers but then falters, looking down. ]
... Should I feel guilty? That we're stuck in this place and aren't sure how to get home, and instead of trying to find a way out I'm finding reasons to stay?
[She's looking down, looking through the flower selection.]
What else are we supposed to do, Akira-kun? We don't know the way out, we don't know how to even start looking for the way out. Doesn't it make sense to try and make some sort of standing here?
... We just left a lot of stuff undone at home. I know I can't fix the world, but... [ he trails off, rubbing the back of his neck again. ] I don't want to give up, either.
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