[Huffing, Ban stood up straight and stretched his arms out over his head. He looked over the minotaur, failing to make heads or tails of the substance it was dripping out. Having never really taken a chemistry class or worked as an engineer, Ban assumed it was just hot oil dripping out of the creature. That stuff, he could deal with easily.]
Ah? [But, when he tried to straighten himself, Nyuu's weight was on his arm and it kept him at a weird angle when he decided not to lift her up with him. Bent at that weird angle, Ban gave her a cross look. Had she been wearing Lucy's look, Ban wouldn't have thought twice about it when she said something like that. Instead, he had to come at it with a modicum of scrutiny, since Nyuu didn't seem to have anything at all in common with Lucy's natural drive to fight.]
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Ah? [But, when he tried to straighten himself, Nyuu's weight was on his arm and it kept him at a weird angle when he decided not to lift her up with him. Bent at that weird angle, Ban gave her a cross look. Had she been wearing Lucy's look, Ban wouldn't have thought twice about it when she said something like that. Instead, he had to come at it with a modicum of scrutiny, since Nyuu didn't seem to have anything at all in common with Lucy's natural drive to fight.]
What sort of idea?