[It's languid and drawn out, and there's no effort from Anon's end either to make it any less teasing or less anything; he doesn't need to be lulled by their closeness or the far-off rhythm of waves to feel at ease here, opening one eye to aim a mock-experimental nudge at the boy next to him.
His grin is equally soft and silly.]
Maybe you're even a little sturdier than me right now.
[Not that it was an especially big advantage when they tried it out for real (or sort of for real, because their attempts at sparring still haven't gone terribly far yet), but that's not the important thing right now. The important thing here is that they're closer yet because of the nudging, Anon crowding in unrepentantly.]
But there's totally flowers that can melt anything because that's how this island works. We could take 'em if we had to, though.
[Not sure how this became flower wars but it's not like he's worrying about it.]
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[It's languid and drawn out, and there's no effort from Anon's end either to make it any less teasing or less anything; he doesn't need to be lulled by their closeness or the far-off rhythm of waves to feel at ease here, opening one eye to aim a mock-experimental nudge at the boy next to him.
His grin is equally soft and silly.]
Maybe you're even a little sturdier than me right now.
[Not that it was an especially big advantage when they tried it out for real (or sort of for real, because their attempts at sparring still haven't gone terribly far yet), but that's not the important thing right now. The important thing here is that they're closer yet because of the nudging, Anon crowding in unrepentantly.]
But there's totally flowers that can melt anything because that's how this island works. We could take 'em if we had to, though.
[Not sure how this became flower wars but it's not like he's worrying about it.]