[Ayumu draws in a breath and almost seems to be holding it as she slowly lowers herself down; she has to hold quite tightly to his hands as she does, but it's such a relief to be sitting once she makes it that she can't help the faint almost-sigh that escapes her.]
I don't really care to see these clothes again, though... you can cut them free, if needed.
[Which it might be, where they're matted with mud and blood and rain. After all that she's been through in this outfit she doesn't really want to try to salvage it.]
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I don't really care to see these clothes again, though... you can cut them free, if needed.
[Which it might be, where they're matted with mud and blood and rain. After all that she's been through in this outfit she doesn't really want to try to salvage it.]