Mm. Good. [ The guilt is a dull ache, compared to everything else, but it's still there. At least Yang doesn't overreact.
Her Arcanine pads up after her, ducking her head down low to sniff at the stick. Yang crouches and picks it up. Rather than throw it this time, she just turns it toward her huge fire dog who takes it in her maw and pads off.
It leaves Yang crouching there, giving the odd stump-ghost thing an apologetic look. ] ...sorry again.
[ At least it didn't hit her friend. It feels like she hasn't seen Ashley in a long time, even though she knows that isn't true by this world's calendar. She's just ... sort of speechless. ]
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Her Arcanine pads up after her, ducking her head down low to sniff at the stick. Yang crouches and picks it up. Rather than throw it this time, she just turns it toward her huge fire dog who takes it in her maw and pads off.
It leaves Yang crouching there, giving the odd stump-ghost thing an apologetic look. ] ...sorry again.
[ At least it didn't hit her friend. It feels like she hasn't seen Ashley in a long time, even though she knows that isn't true by this world's calendar. She's just ... sort of speechless. ]