Having exactly zero experience of cartoon tropes and a lot of experience with, say, cautionary gossip outside of a town inn, A-Qing is far less confident about Kheli's survival. She shoves another handful of Elena's spilt popcorn into her mouth.
"It'd better," she hisses. "Or I'll..."
She's not sure what she'll do. But as she tries to think of something sufficiently dire, the train sweeps underneath Kheli, one door sliding open to catch her. The music swells in a triumphant crescendo. She almost cheers. "She's okay?!"
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Having exactly zero experience of cartoon tropes and a lot of experience with, say, cautionary gossip outside of a town inn, A-Qing is far less confident about Kheli's survival. She shoves another handful of Elena's spilt popcorn into her mouth.
"It'd better," she hisses. "Or I'll..."
She's not sure what she'll do. But as she tries to think of something sufficiently dire, the train sweeps underneath Kheli, one door sliding open to catch her. The music swells in a triumphant crescendo. She almost cheers. "She's okay?!"