[ Nina doesn't hesitate long, just long enough to satisfy herself that nothing is going to come out of the goo and glomp onto him in some horrible way.
Instead, she turns and changes her position so that she can keep both Balthier and the goo pond and giant glowy thing at least somewhat in her line of sight. Then she grabs a stone, and cracks the egg, and the first thing that greets her eye is -- ]
Saints, it really is things from home.
[ She doesn't hesitate - the egg is remarkably goo-free, considering - before reaching out and putting on her deep crimson kefta with its black embroidery. She leaves it unfastened, obviously, but it's somewhat distressing to note how it's slightly looser - she could probably fasten it now, even wearing her clothes, thanks to the past three week's exertions. Following is another, more comfortable pair of clothes and shoes, then a tin of biscuits, and -- oh.
She goes still, lifting out an oval silver locket. ]
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Instead, she turns and changes her position so that she can keep both Balthier and the goo pond and giant glowy thing at least somewhat in her line of sight. Then she grabs a stone, and cracks the egg, and the first thing that greets her eye is -- ]
Saints, it really is things from home.
[ She doesn't hesitate - the egg is remarkably goo-free, considering - before reaching out and putting on her deep crimson kefta with its black embroidery. She leaves it unfastened, obviously, but it's somewhat distressing to note how it's slightly looser - she could probably fasten it now, even wearing her clothes, thanks to the past three week's exertions. Following is another, more comfortable pair of clothes and shoes, then a tin of biscuits, and -- oh.
She goes still, lifting out an oval silver locket. ]