"Not on purpose or anything, though. It was all kind of an accident."
Kind of, she says, though sometimes she thinks about the tiny bombshell that Arthur dropped, the first time they met--the idea that Roman had somehow known she would be there, and had deliberately kept her there and talking to avoid the bomb that had been planted in the command room...
Well, never mind that. It's the sort of thing she thinks back on, then sets it aside for Future Ritsuka to think about.
"I mean, I'll take it if we can make it through with nothing chasing us. I've got good boots for running, but that's not what I was looking forward to today."
She also has to look back. Just in case. Which means she's not looking as a long, ghostly pale arm stretches out from a painting ahead of them, the fingers outstretched in a grabby motion.
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Kind of, she says, though sometimes she thinks about the tiny bombshell that Arthur dropped, the first time they met--the idea that Roman had somehow known she would be there, and had deliberately kept her there and talking to avoid the bomb that had been planted in the command room...
Well, never mind that. It's the sort of thing she thinks back on, then sets it aside for Future Ritsuka to think about.
"I mean, I'll take it if we can make it through with nothing chasing us. I've got good boots for running, but that's not what I was looking forward to today."
She also has to look back. Just in case. Which means she's not looking as a long, ghostly pale arm stretches out from a painting ahead of them, the fingers outstretched in a grabby motion.