[ milla's not stopping until there's a bit more distance between them and their good decisions, sheathing her sword again now that she feels like it's not completely necessary to have it out. those circumstances'll probably change later on in the day, because this is cerealia.

no more blowing things up, hiro's okay, it's all a success. woohoo. ]

Long enough for you to change from their "smallest, cutest prize" to their third tallest not cutest one.

[ she's teasing. and she might be a little too generous with third tallest.

she glances over her shoulder again to hiro, her steps finally slowing down with the fire far in the distance and no hint of pursuit behind them. ]

... But you're welcome. Not that it was that big of a deal. [ said less flippantly than the rest of her words.

blowin' up a stand. not that big of a deal. ]