[ Pyra stands, letting the (simulation of) water drip from her skin and towel. She turns, pointing her shoulder at him, ready to take her leave...
But at his words she looks back at him. She leans down just enough to outstretch her hand towards him... and then curl her fingers into to make a fist. Time to end this on fistbump as before. ]
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But at his words she looks back at him. She leans down just enough to outstretch her hand towards him... and then curl her fingers into to make a fist. Time to end this on fistbump as before. ]
Your story is worth knowing, Noctis.