[What the fuck, Yukina would whisper, if she was the type to curse.
She's not, so instead she just stares at it with wide eyes, her gaze darting between Polnareff and the now pale-faced man. There's a long moment where he looks like he might actually argue with him despite his unease, and she takes a breath and grabs for Pol's arm.]
Wait, please don't fight him! We... [Oh, god. She has to come up with some kind of a cover and she's pulling a blank.] ...it might take a while. I want to be able to go see the lanterns before they all burn out.
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She's not, so instead she just stares at it with wide eyes, her gaze darting between Polnareff and the now pale-faced man. There's a long moment where he looks like he might actually argue with him despite his unease, and she takes a breath and grabs for Pol's arm.]
Wait, please don't fight him! We... [Oh, god. She has to come up with some kind of a cover and she's pulling a blank.] ...it might take a while. I want to be able to go see the lanterns before they all burn out.