[Listen, she'd like to say she won't laugh at a boy wearing a sheet-skirt and a too-small "Slut Era" t-shirt, but-- yeah, no, she bursts out laughing, belatedly covering her mouth with her hand to try to stifle her giggles. Okay, no, that's mean, focus!]
I'd offer you my robe, but I think it'd be too short for you.
[Since they might be around the same age, but he's way taller than she is. Anyway, good -- he can fight. It doesn't occur to her to tell him about her own use of weapons, though, instead just glancing up at him and giving him a nod. If they find a wooden sword, it's all his.]
Alright, let's go!
[And with that, she shoves the door open into the bustling chaos of the hall outside. Almost reflexively, she grabs Souji's arm so they don't get separated in the whirlwind of staff activity.]
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I'd offer you my robe, but I think it'd be too short for you.
[Since they might be around the same age, but he's way taller than she is. Anyway, good -- he can fight. It doesn't occur to her to tell him about her own use of weapons, though, instead just glancing up at him and giving him a nod. If they find a wooden sword, it's all his.]
Alright, let's go!
[And with that, she shoves the door open into the bustling chaos of the hall outside. Almost reflexively, she grabs Souji's arm so they don't get separated in the whirlwind of staff activity.]