[Thanks for LEAVING ME HANGING, BRO. Saturn shrugs.]
With luck . . . yes.
[He turns in the direction indicated and shuts his breathing off to avoid any recurrence of the smell choking him, and reaches up with one hand to take hold of Crobat's tiny foot and follow her into the dark in that direction.]
no subject
With luck . . . yes.
[He turns in the direction indicated and shuts his breathing off to avoid any recurrence of the smell choking him, and reaches up with one hand to take hold of Crobat's tiny foot and follow her into the dark in that direction.]