[This time, Emmy is silent as Archer walks away, although she doesn't take her eyes off him until he's disappeared from sight. She's not standing still, however; she's biting her lip to keep herself from saying anything, and fidgeting with a frustrated energy.
That felt like taking one step forward, followed by two steps back.]
...at least we didn't end up in a shouting match. Come on, Henry.
[Beckoning to her Helioptile, who eagerly trots after her (rather relieved, in all honesty), Emmy bursts into a sprint, trying to rid herself of her thoughts in the most effective way she knows how.
If they know what's good for them, those Aqua grunts won't get in her way.]
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That felt like taking one step forward, followed by two steps back.]
...at least we didn't end up in a shouting match. Come on, Henry.
[Beckoning to her Helioptile, who eagerly trots after her (rather relieved, in all honesty), Emmy bursts into a sprint, trying to rid herself of her thoughts in the most effective way she knows how.
If they know what's good for them, those Aqua grunts won't get in her way.]