[ delightful! perfect! there's no way anyone will catch her here



is what she thinks, right up until mr. tall dark and handsome hits her with the pincer attack of both that easily dropped bomb and those wriggly tentacles now looking her dead in the eye.

furina shrieks, the last of her poor mango star chucked off to the side as she stumbles back and falls right onto her butt, a look of utter distress marring her face. ]

Please, you have to distract her while I get away from here, I'll promise I'll find a way to pay you back when this is over—

[ sometimes when you're desperate you say a whole lotta bullshit you aren't prepared to follow up on. ]