[That's the million dollar question, right there. Touka's starting to think the answer might be their lives, but, hey. The faster they get this done, the better... Even if that means she has to swallow her pride and allow herself to be guided by someone else. She's going to be extra grouchy after this, that's for certain.
For now, though, all she can do is offer a shrug at that question. She's also assuming they've found the notepad, since she can hear the sound of paper, so. Uh. Sorry to say, cat dude, but she needs that without any additional random scribbles. More or less sensing where he's standing, she purses her lips and holds her hands out, making an exaggerated grabbing motion. Please get the hint.]
Hand it over.
[There's... also something else she's hearing, very faint. Like someone else. Probably that old guy? She's not sure, but she assumes this means they'll be getting to that check point soon enough.]
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For now, though, all she can do is offer a shrug at that question. She's also assuming they've found the notepad, since she can hear the sound of paper, so. Uh. Sorry to say, cat dude, but she needs that without any additional random scribbles. More or less sensing where he's standing, she purses her lips and holds her hands out, making an exaggerated grabbing motion. Please get the hint.]
Hand it over.
[There's... also something else she's hearing, very faint. Like someone else. Probably that old guy? She's not sure, but she assumes this means they'll be getting to that check point soon enough.]