[ She shakes her head vehemently — truly she's been there and done that. Lottie isn't going to lose another hand because some tree thought it'd be a cool prank to pull. At the very least, she's happy to have had that experience now. It means she's a little more level headed to Misa's underlying anxiety and fear. Her eyes glance down to the hand that grew back, the one that feels like flesh and blood, just like the original.
Misa's words are almost like an echo, her senses starting to get fogged up from the poison hanging thick in the air. When her final question hits her ears, she can parse enough from what she's heard for it to make sense. God, she truly is a genius.
Lottie nods — ]
Okay.. O-okay. Let's do it.
[ She's broken nails before, got them stuck into a keyhole when they got too long and remembers that it hurts, but it's nothing painful. She turns to the dryad, watching in a pleasant daze as she proclaims loud and clear. ]
We're doing the nails!
[ And as if she said the magic words, the ground rumbles. Something is rising up from beneath them and it becomes clear what it is when the glint of something shiny pops up from the forest floor. It's a knife — dramatically (and thematically!) rising from the ground, speckles of dirt coating the blade and handle when it's breached the surface. ]
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Misa's words are almost like an echo, her senses starting to get fogged up from the poison hanging thick in the air. When her final question hits her ears, she can parse enough from what she's heard for it to make sense. God, she truly is a genius.
Lottie nods — ]
Okay.. O-okay. Let's do it.
[ She's broken nails before, got them stuck into a keyhole when they got too long and remembers that it hurts, but it's nothing painful. She turns to the dryad, watching in a pleasant daze as she proclaims loud and clear. ]
We're doing the nails!
[ And as if she said the magic words, the ground rumbles. Something is rising up from beneath them and it becomes clear what it is when the glint of something shiny pops up from the forest floor. It's a knife — dramatically (and thematically!) rising from the ground, speckles of dirt coating the blade and handle when it's breached the surface. ]