[... Fukami pulls up short when he sees her moving toward the shark. He's busy trying to keep his eyes on her as it is, because his mind isn't quite reconciling how she got from one place to another that quickly. He folds his arms over his chest and watches.
Ah, she waved.
He lifts one of his tentacles slightly in acknowledgement. He'll just watch. She seems like she has it covered.]
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Ah, she waved.
He lifts one of his tentacles slightly in acknowledgement. He'll just watch. She seems like she has it covered.]