At least Atsushi is light. Dylas scrambles as soon as he feels Atsushi standing up, springing to his feet, almost falling over, and then catching his balance. He dusts a few blades of grass off of his trousers and exhales a grunt before remembering the important thing here: they're out.
He turns to Atsushi.]
I feel like I'm the one who should be asking you that. But I'm fine. I'm...glad it's over.
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At least Atsushi is light. Dylas scrambles as soon as he feels Atsushi standing up, springing to his feet, almost falling over, and then catching his balance. He dusts a few blades of grass off of his trousers and exhales a grunt before remembering the important thing here: they're out.
He turns to Atsushi.]
I feel like I'm the one who should be asking you that. But I'm fine. I'm...glad it's over.