[ Much like Noa hasn't quite decided if she likes Bryn yet, Bryn still hasn't quite decided if she likes this world yet.
Despite... well, everything about her as a person, Bryn's not totally incapable of self-reflection. She knows she's generally seen as a flighty sort of girl and it's not something she can altogether disagree with. She can't help it – the world is infinitely interesting and even when there's one thing she has to do there's almost always a hundred other things popping up that she desperately wants to do.
And in a world like this that's so fresh and new, that number feels like it's doubled – no, maybe even tripled. For all the new things she wants to see and explore, there's even more things she has to do that get in the way. She likes the missions, she likes the exploring – she just doesn't like being tied down and told what to do.
She thinks Noa might feel the same, or at least like she would understand if Bryn told her how she feels. So Bryn sticks to her. It's worked out so far, she thinks.
The climb has been fun, at least. As much as she hates being told where to go and what to do, she can't turn down an opportunity for a heart-stopping climb like this. Her strength helps here, too – she's definitely not as agile or graceful as Noa, but she can pull herself up, onto and over things with just her arms even on spots where there's no footholds, so they're making some good progress.
She heaves herself up onto their latest rest stop with a huge huff of breath and promptly puddles herself onto the floor to give her poor arms a rest. ]
We're so high up, I can hardly believe it! And yet, it really feels like we've got such a ways to go, haven't we?
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Despite... well, everything about her as a person, Bryn's not totally incapable of self-reflection. She knows she's generally seen as a flighty sort of girl and it's not something she can altogether disagree with. She can't help it – the world is infinitely interesting and even when there's one thing she has to do there's almost always a hundred other things popping up that she desperately wants to do.
And in a world like this that's so fresh and new, that number feels like it's doubled – no, maybe even tripled. For all the new things she wants to see and explore, there's even more things she has to do that get in the way. She likes the missions, she likes the exploring – she just doesn't like being tied down and told what to do.
She thinks Noa might feel the same, or at least like she would understand if Bryn told her how she feels. So Bryn sticks to her. It's worked out so far, she thinks.
The climb has been fun, at least. As much as she hates being told where to go and what to do, she can't turn down an opportunity for a heart-stopping climb like this. Her strength helps here, too – she's definitely not as agile or graceful as Noa, but she can pull herself up, onto and over things with just her arms even on spots where there's no footholds, so they're making some good progress.
She heaves herself up onto their latest rest stop with a huge huff of breath and promptly puddles herself onto the floor to give her poor arms a rest. ]
We're so high up, I can hardly believe it! And yet, it really feels like we've got such a ways to go, haven't we?