[She nods while sliding the closet door shut, walking over to the nightstand so she can shove her glasses into their case. How did these stay on her face during this mess? A mystery.]
Yes, they were mermaids. Tsukino-san added an illustration to the note, if you happen to come from a world without them.
[It may or may not be an accurate drawing. (Spoilers: It is not an accurate drawing.)]
[ She didn't summon her Persona so of course they stayed on - ahem, anyways. He narrows his gaze at the little puddle he's considering, not really that concerned with it since it's not really that much of a mess. ]
I can guess what they would be - we've a number of different things living in rivers alone that would probably be comparable.
[ It's fine he's used to inaccurate art. ] At least you came out of it more or less intact. Just wet.
We got lucky... If Tsukino-san hadn't thought to talk to them, it would have been a lot worse.
[Thank you, Usagi, for holding the braincell just This Once. Now that her glasses are safely tucked away, though, she squints at the floor with a frown.]
... Um, sorry. I promise I'll clean this up later.
Sometimes, you can reason with monsters enough to get out of trouble. You were absolutely lucky if that was the case - you were in their territory, where they have the advantage. A few scratches and bruises was the best case scenario.
[ But he waves his hand, getting up to grab a towel. At first, it seems like he's going to take it to the trail she's left - but he drops it on her head, instead. ]
Worry about yourself, for now. There's enough going on that getting sick on top of it wouldn't exactly be the best.
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Yes, they were mermaids. Tsukino-san added an illustration to the note, if you happen to come from a world without them.
[It may or may not be an accurate drawing. (Spoilers: It is not an accurate drawing.)]
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I can guess what they would be - we've a number of different things living in rivers alone that would probably be comparable.
[ It's fine he's used to inaccurate art. ] At least you came out of it more or less intact. Just wet.
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[Thank you, Usagi, for holding the braincell just This Once. Now that her glasses are safely tucked away, though, she squints at the floor with a frown.]
... Um, sorry. I promise I'll clean this up later.
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[ But he waves his hand, getting up to grab a towel. At first, it seems like he's going to take it to the trail she's left - but he drops it on her head, instead. ]
Worry about yourself, for now. There's enough going on that getting sick on top of it wouldn't exactly be the best.