[Frieda is fascinated. Vague as Sunny's answer is, with the huge titans in the back of her mind, she imagines something like a giant kraken at the bottom of these dark depths.
Noticing him get restless by her side, she follows his gaze, and the sight of the water trickling down the stairs alarms her. Has the storm caught up with them? Is the river flooding into even this sanctuary?]
I think we have to go, Sunny. Are you ready?
[She gets up and offers him a hand, smiling faintly. She isn't looking forward to braving the tempest once more, but it's the only way to the other side, wherever it may be.]
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Noticing him get restless by her side, she follows his gaze, and the sight of the water trickling down the stairs alarms her. Has the storm caught up with them? Is the river flooding into even this sanctuary?]
I think we have to go, Sunny. Are you ready?
[She gets up and offers him a hand, smiling faintly. She isn't looking forward to braving the tempest once more, but it's the only way to the other side, wherever it may be.]