[ He’ll find her pliant, non-combative to his grip, and following the trail of his steps rather dutifully. Really, Pyrrha’s just grateful to be rid of the condom present and, more importantly, any further comments that might result from her carrying that thing around. For some reason, she feels like she has tried to throw it in the garbage many times, across many different encounters with faces both new and recognised. ]
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GUILT GUILT GUILT GUILT GUILTTRIP.EXE REQUIRING ADMIN ACCESS, PLEASE PRESS RETURN—
[ Please, be quiet, Pyrrha finds herself pleading internally, before they get arrested for… for something!!
Fortunately, Hiccup is talking as he leads her away. Attentively, she listens, and then smiles wryly. ]
That is probably the best advice I’ve heard all day.
[ And then, when they can no longer hear the trash bin robot’s cries, Pyrrha adds, ]
I think we’re out of danger for the time being.
[ Not that she’s not grateful for the rescue. Because she totally is. ]