[Who bruises their heel? He's such an embarrassment. Other things that are embarrassing: this. This whole thing right here. She gives him an EXTREMELY DUBIOUS LOOK, the judgment just rolls off her in waves, and hesitates for a second like she's deciding if she should go right just to be contrary. Which she is. But ultimately she doesn't, just sighs and heads down the left fork.]
I don't make promises I can't keep. [Gotta have some kind of personal standard. She's quiet for a second, then glances back. There really wasn't a lot of time to talk about it before, and, well. This isn't exactly an action-packed treasure hunt.] So, he's gone? Really gone.
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I don't make promises I can't keep. [Gotta have some kind of personal standard. She's quiet for a second, then glances back. There really wasn't a lot of time to talk about it before, and, well. This isn't exactly an action-packed treasure hunt.] So, he's gone? Really gone.