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❰ here's... a pretty unfamiliar face, at this point. guess who's finally escaped into the light of day. ...well, cave light, so it's still pretty dim, but whatever.

she looks frazzled, hair tied back, with dirt smudged on her face. her nonchalance is overlaid by a definite note of done-with-this-shit. ❱

Right, so those caves? No freaking joke.

Juuuust saying.

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I wasn't trying t--urgh [a slightly defensive wail comes from inside the box before getting cut off halfway through by a choking sound.

a pause.

and then the entire lid of the box comes flying off from a slightly panicked kick by lloyd. hope your face wasn't in the way sally.

as soon as he's able, lloyd pushes himself weakly up into a sitting position and spits out some dirt as he wipes at his face with red gloved hands.]

❰ her face wasn't in the way, though just barely. it's close enough to make her flinch, but otherwise she's leaning in to offer out a hand. a dirty hand. she's been in the caves for a bit.

jeez, he's just a kid. younger than robbie, even. noah's age. this place seems to have a thing for traumatizing barely-legal boys, but whatever, gods being fucked up isn't anything new. look at the greek gods. they've got issues all up and out the ass. ❱

What even happened?

[a little more coughing, a little more face wiping before lloyd can actually look up at her and, you know, see the hand she's offering him. a hand he winds up taking with very little thought, because to call lloyd trusting would be an understatement.

even between the two of them and the extra strength that lloyd's exsphere affords him, its still a bit of a struggle getting him out of that hole. standing outside again finally on his own two feet, lloyd blinks a bit of dirt out of his eyes and offers her a weak and wholly unhelpful shrug.]

I don't know, I just [a little more coughing, the no water for three days thing had already been bad before he'd been treated to a face full of dirt on top of everything.] ... woke up in there.

❰ sucks she has no water to offer. now that she's thinking about it, she's suddenly acutely aware of how thirsty she is. the question of how long she was even in those caves nudges back into the forefront of her mind, but she sets it aside again in favor of wrapping a steadying hand around his upper arm once he's out of the hole. ❱

And nobody came for you? ❰ ....probably not the best thing to ask. open mouth, insert foot. ❱ I mean, obviously someone came for you. I'm Sally, by the way.

I'm Lloyd. [and despite everything, lloyd still manages to summon up the energy to flash her a very small smile, before letting his shoulders drop with a sigh.]

I kind of thought Zelos would come for me, but the last time we talked we had a fight.

Fight like words or fight like stabbing? ❰ valid question, in a place like this. ❱

[lloyd's look in response to that questions is suitably scandalized. why would you even ask him that.]

I wouldn't stab Zelos! [stabbing his dad on the other hand was totally okay.

he manages to rile himself up enough with his answer that he stumbles and nearly falls despite sally's helpful grip on his arm, only for a set of semi translucent wings to burst out suddenly from his back and flap a couple of times to keep him upright.

lloyd wrinkles his nose faintly in surprise.] That's new.

Holy shit. ❰ it sounds like a compliment. either way, she now lets go and backs off a step - because with wings that size in their general vicinity, she suddenly feels like she's crowding him. or being crowded.

holy shit. ❱

[sally might have stepped back to give lloyd's wings a bit of breathing space, but lloyd decides it must be because the wings are bothering her because of course he does.]

Sorry, sorry, just give me a second to... [a look of slightly muzzy concentration (he's light headed from suddenly getting all of this oxygen again, or maybe that's the dehydration talking) settles on his face and a second later the wings have disappeared again, and aside from a very tiny wobble he doesn't appear to be at any risk of falling over this time.

he exhales softly in relief and then offers sally a sheepish grin.] I'm still not used to them I guess.

I can't exactly say I blame you. ❰ not even a little. he's still pretty hazy so she's not going to correct him when he apologizes. not like it'll matter anyway.

since he seems significantly less likely to pass out on the spot, she's letting him keep his personal space, but that doesn't mean she's done saving his ass. ❱

So where do you live?

Oh! Yes! Thi-- [lloyd spins on his heels, one arm swinging out to point in one direction before stopping, staring down the length of said arm and frowning before turning roughly 45 degrees to the right.]

This way!

❰ she exhales a breath a little bit like a laugh, shaking her head a little like 'by all means'. ❱ That way, then. ❰ if he's sure. ❱

[lloyd grins tiredly at sally over his shoulder and starts off down the road towards his house, pausing every couple feet to check over his shoulder that sally is still following behind him.

luckily, fear decided to bury lloyd relatively close to his house, and it doesn't take him very long to stop outside of the specific door and let them both in, calling out as he steps into the house:] Noishe! Noishe are you okay boy?

Pretty cool that they let you bring your dog. ❰ i guess it's not the same as bringing a friend, but she still feels a twinge of jealousy at the fact that she's here and everyone she gives a shit about is presumably still on that stupid island. ❱

[lloyd doesn't get a chance to answer before there's the scittering sound of claws on the floor and a large green something that only vaguely looks like a dog comes skidding into the room and comes to a stop in front of lloyd, whining softly.

he smiles in relief and steps forward to wrap his arms around noishe's neck and leans into him.] Hey buddy. Sorry I was gone so long. Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat. [and then he pulls back from noishe again and turns to look at sally over his shoulder.] I can make you something too, you're probably hungry after being in the caves for so long, right?

I had a friend from back home that showed up with me too. [lloyd tells her as he steps past to lead them all into the kitchen area.] But... [he shrugs and laughs] I guess he went back home while I was buried.

❰ holy shit, if that's a dog it absolutely got bitten by some kind of radioactive pokemon sometime in transit, like what the frick. her stomach growls audibly at mention of food, but she tries to play it off with a little shrug. ❱ I mean - if you're offering, totally.

❰ and she'll listen to him as she follows him into the kitchen, sliding into a chair? stool? whatever seating exists. his 'i guess he went back home while i was buried' has her mouth tugging up at the corners into what would be a little smile if there were any shred of positivity in it whatsoever. ❱ Yeah. They do that.

[lloyd laughs quietly at the sound coming from sally's stomach, shuffles over to one side and pulls out some supplies.]

It's not the first time he's gone off on his own, he'll come back. [lloyd tells her.] And he'll be okay until then. [a sigh.] Probably.

Does a sandwich sound okay?

Absolutely. ❰ her stomach sounds seem to agree.

after a couple of seconds: ❱ Doesn't sound like you've got a ton of faith in your buddy.

It's not that I don't have faith in him.

[lloyd says slowly, almost thoughtfully, before turning around to hand her a plate with a sandwich piled high on it, leaning back against the counter to chew on a bit of bear jerky, rather than attempt to start a second sandwich for himself.]

It's more that he doesn't have a lot of faith in himself.

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