[ whatever tiny amount of tension left his limbs returns threefold when felicia returns right back to his chest, and kakyoin (very) stiffly gives her another pat to the back. ]
... the cup. [ so, she's seen exactly what he's seen, by the sounds of it -- that flashback to an older fight, which much seem incredibly odd without context. kakyoin frowns as he tries to think of an explanation which might sound even marginally believable. ] That was ... a sort of doll. Controlled from a distance, that could mask itself as different objects.
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... the cup. [ so, she's seen exactly what he's seen, by the sounds of it -- that flashback to an older fight, which much seem incredibly odd without context. kakyoin frowns as he tries to think of an explanation which might sound even marginally believable. ] That was ... a sort of doll. Controlled from a distance, that could mask itself as different objects.
[ look it's not entirely untrue. ]