[She winces when it looks like he might fall, moving and ready to catch him despite the fact that she looks like she'd have no hope of not getting crushed under his shell. But she is quite a bit stronger than she looks.]
Oh? [Gwen can hear that sarcasm, mister. She crosses her arms, eyebrow lifting.] I guess I'll leave it to you then. [She moves to a tree just next to the one he's on, to lean against it, taking great interest in her nails.]
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Oh? [Gwen can hear that sarcasm, mister. She crosses her arms, eyebrow lifting.] I guess I'll leave it to you then. [She moves to a tree just next to the one he's on, to lean against it, taking great interest in her nails.]