[Liem’s not sure what to do with the information that Quetz brought an entire big sack of just food with her for their trip, so he opts to just not worry about it. She knows her own needs best; if this is what supplies for the next 24 hours means to her, then that’s just fine. He shrugs the smaller pack from his own shoulder as well, leaping down to land on the carpet of snow below.]
Well… We’ll make it work.
[“Tell your friend to wait here,” the shadow person is saying. She pouts a little, looking put out at having to share Liem’s attention after having been apart for so long. “Just for a little while, Liem. I wanna talk to you!”
Liem paces slowly away from the Quetzalcoatlus, drawing after her towards the trees. He has to remind himself not to call out to it with Juliana’s name.]
I’m not going to do that. [If he shoots her, will she bleed? Rather than consider this unsettling question, he calls on his magic; her movements suddenly seem clearer to him, her expressions more pronounced. Small discrepancies in “her” mannerisms begin to be obvious.] Come here.
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Well… We’ll make it work.
[“Tell your friend to wait here,” the shadow person is saying. She pouts a little, looking put out at having to share Liem’s attention after having been apart for so long. “Just for a little while, Liem. I wanna talk to you!”
Liem paces slowly away from the Quetzalcoatlus, drawing after her towards the trees. He has to remind himself not to call out to it with Juliana’s name.]
I’m not going to do that. [If he shoots her, will she bleed? Rather than consider this unsettling question, he calls on his magic; her movements suddenly seem clearer to him, her expressions more pronounced. Small discrepancies in “her” mannerisms begin to be obvious.] Come here.
[She doesn’t. Instead, laughing, she bolts.]