[At least he's laughing at her (albeit poorly hiding it) rather than angry. Of the two options, she'll definitely take that one. He even cracks a joke for good measure. Whew.]
I can't promise I won't step on your feet too. Not being able to see is the worst! Whose idea was this magic, anyway?
[It's the sirens, March. Pay attention.
She feels his hand brush against her arm and reaches out for it, managing to take him by the wrist. Progress!]
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[At least he's laughing at her (albeit poorly hiding it) rather than angry. Of the two options, she'll definitely take that one. He even cracks a joke for good measure. Whew.]
I can't promise I won't step on your feet too. Not being able to see is the worst! Whose idea was this magic, anyway?
[It's the sirens, March. Pay attention.
She feels his hand brush against her arm and reaches out for it, managing to take him by the wrist. Progress!]