[Nodding, the pink Gatchaman puts away the scissors for now gingerly pulls the unconscious NPC over to the base of the tree, propping them up so they're sitting back against the trunk.]
There you go... all right, let's go grab that!
[And then she suddenly just jumps up into the tree, easily landing on a branch beside the whiteness.]
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There you go... all right, let's go grab that!
[And then she suddenly just jumps up into the tree, easily landing on a branch beside the whiteness.]