[ She doesn't flinch when he touches her shoulder, but it's close. She looks up to his face, then down to the hand he offers her—
Gods, he's right. Staying here isn't an option, and shifting back into her fox form might be faster, but only just. And with that tracking rune...?
She has no idea how to get out of this mess, but it seems like accepting the help of a stranger, reluctant as it may be, is her only option. Finally, she nods, reaching for his hand. Her fingers curl around his, and she leans her weight into him as she hauls herself up onto her good foot. She wavers slightly, but she holds onto his hand, her other keeping his coat closed around her. ]
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Gods, he's right. Staying here isn't an option, and shifting back into her fox form might be faster, but only just. And with that tracking rune...?
She has no idea how to get out of this mess, but it seems like accepting the help of a stranger, reluctant as it may be, is her only option. Finally, she nods, reaching for his hand. Her fingers curl around his, and she leans her weight into him as she hauls herself up onto her good foot. She wavers slightly, but she holds onto his hand, her other keeping his coat closed around her. ]
Where are we going?