[After squeezing past a chair that's too bulky for this space, Lysithea is next to Miles. ...As she lightly brushes by, she feels, for some reason, a tinge of relief. Perhaps it's just that, at least, she's not doing this alone.]
There's a hole? [She... sticks her finger in it.] And somebody watching us from the outside? I --
[And never being one to shy away from threats, Lysithea has already gone and put her eye to the hole.]
Goddess!
[She recoils so quickly that she almost smacks right into Miles.]
no subject
[That's... unnerving.]
What's 'that'? I can't --
[After squeezing past a chair that's too bulky for this space, Lysithea is next to Miles. ...As she lightly brushes by, she feels, for some reason, a tinge of relief. Perhaps it's just that, at least, she's not doing this alone.]
There's a hole? [She... sticks her finger in it.] And somebody watching us from the outside? I --
[And never being one to shy away from threats, Lysithea has already gone and put her eye to the hole.]
Goddess!
[She recoils so quickly that she almost smacks right into Miles.]