Reflexively the turtlekin starts bringing his hands up for the canteen even as the cool water washes some of the gumminess from his mouth. The slight weight of the towels encompassing his palms serves as a reminder for him to lower them again, but at least he hasn't choked on the water so far.
The question has him pull his head back a little with a grimace and a nod. "She...she was so strong..." He hadn't known what to expect but seeing her initial attack on the broadcasting building had been eye-opening, and he shivers as he recalls how the flames had broke so easily through the shield he'd tried to magically construct on the fly.
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Date: 2025-02-07 05:34 pm (UTC)The question has him pull his head back a little with a grimace and a nod. "She...she was so strong..." He hadn't known what to expect but seeing her initial attack on the broadcasting building had been eye-opening, and he shivers as he recalls how the flames had broke so easily through the shield he'd tried to magically construct on the fly.