Against The Odds 9-03
This’ll be an… interesting family reunion. Hope it’s not a bad time.
“Are you, uhh, are you really sure about this?” Shiori asked awhile later as the two of us followed Purin up out of the Elvis docking bay (or whatever it was called) back in the Meregan base/ship. We had raced back even faster than the trip out there, Purin seeming to trust that we knew how to drive the boulder-vehicle well enough that he pushed his own harder than he had before. It had been a wild ride.
“Because this,” Shiori continued in a quiet murmur, “seems like a plan that could go wrong really fast.”
Unable to deny that, I nodded. “You’re right, it could go wrong. It could backfire spectacularly. But if we’re gonna rescue those kids, we’re gonna need them.” Pausing then, I added, “And they’re my team.”
The girl paused briefly, a visible flinch crossing her face. “Right,” her voice faltered. “Your team.”
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