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How she didn’t shriek with either childish glee or abject horror Cricket never knew: her mind barely had time to flash to concern for Finnian when Ruffano’s quick actions saved the day. Reflexively she threw arms around the todd’s neck, making an awkward noise in the back of her throat upon realisation that she had just done so, and in public no less. Feeling the vibrancy of her scales begin to intensify around her face, the gecko decided discretion to be the better part of valour: a rare occurrence for her, but right now she was rather flustered by the sudden change and yelling back at the boisterous onlookers would only make things worse.
They were still professionals. This was just a minor bump in the road.
She supposed that included the bump when her bottom hit the tiles and Cricket awkwardly skidded several feet: she never had been graceful when it came to sticking the landing. Still, her clothes were already filthy enough so there was no real harm done save to her pride. Dusting herself off, she shot Finnian a glance and opened her mouth to check he was alright before Ruffano reassured them. Paws still half-outstretched to help her young companion to his footpaws, she shot the older todd a quizzical glance.
Her tongue shot out, moistening eyes dried by the acrid air, and tasted something else amidst the stale perfumes and tobacco. Despite assurances otherwise trepidation settled on her features, warring with a grudging respect for Ruffano. Damn it but this todd had his plans together: she could learn a thing or two from him, if he didn’t end up holding this ring against her. “What’s even going on out there?”
They were still professionals. This was just a minor bump in the road.
She supposed that included the bump when her bottom hit the tiles and Cricket awkwardly skidded several feet: she never had been graceful when it came to sticking the landing. Still, her clothes were already filthy enough so there was no real harm done save to her pride. Dusting herself off, she shot Finnian a glance and opened her mouth to check he was alright before Ruffano reassured them. Paws still half-outstretched to help her young companion to his footpaws, she shot the older todd a quizzical glance.
Her tongue shot out, moistening eyes dried by the acrid air, and tasted something else amidst the stale perfumes and tobacco. Despite assurances otherwise trepidation settled on her features, warring with a grudging respect for Ruffano. Damn it but this todd had his plans together: she could learn a thing or two from him, if he didn’t end up holding this ring against her. “What’s even going on out there?”
