[Lightning notices the gunblade that he attaches to a holster on his side and she raises a single brow at him. Good choice of weapon, she thinks to herself. She just hopes that if it comes down to it, he knows how to use it.
As they walk, Lightning glances up at the trees above their heads. The wind rustles the leaves and there's a breeze that brushes past them both, pushing her hair off her shoulder for a moment before it falls back.
Mogherita takes a liking to her shoulder and settles in for the ride, watching the other, smaller moogle giggle quietly.]
Yes. I've ridden them. [Lightning glances down at the ground, her voice sad.] There was one though... He was injured and wouldn't take help from anyone.
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As they walk, Lightning glances up at the trees above their heads. The wind rustles the leaves and there's a breeze that brushes past them both, pushing her hair off her shoulder for a moment before it falls back.
Mogherita takes a liking to her shoulder and settles in for the ride, watching the other, smaller moogle giggle quietly.]
Yes. I've ridden them. [Lightning glances down at the ground, her voice sad.] There was one though... He was injured and wouldn't take help from anyone.