[ Crow jumping makes Ritsuka skitter back a couple of steps herself; she doesn't screech, but it's a near thing. Her voice is definitely pitching higher, into embarrassing range, but also! Also!! It's one thing to just wonder it aloud; it's another to have someone confirm it! Now it's not just her imagination! It's real now.
Hopefully he's keeping an eye on that painting as Ritsuka risks looking away, trying to peer down the gallery hall to see what lies ahead.
Oh boy. It's not like the walls are covered, but it's a long hallway. But maybe it's only the one? ]
Howwwww about we just move on? Nice and slow. Not like we're afraid or anything.
[ What if paintings can sense fear. She doesn't know. Anything is possible. ]
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[ Crow jumping makes Ritsuka skitter back a couple of steps herself; she doesn't screech, but it's a near thing. Her voice is definitely pitching higher, into embarrassing range, but also! Also!! It's one thing to just wonder it aloud; it's another to have someone confirm it! Now it's not just her imagination! It's real now.
Hopefully he's keeping an eye on that painting as Ritsuka risks looking away, trying to peer down the gallery hall to see what lies ahead.
Oh boy. It's not like the walls are covered, but it's a long hallway. But maybe it's only the one? ]
Howwwww about we just move on? Nice and slow. Not like we're afraid or anything.
[ What if paintings can sense fear. She doesn't know. Anything is possible. ]