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āBack?ā Arc questioned, his gaze falling back down to the floor. He sitll could not see a thing. āItās clear glass, so I donāt know where it is,ā he huffed softly, even as he did what he was told and took a small step back. He sighed, frustration at himself, and uselessly gently dragging his feet to figure out at least remotely where the thing had fell. But it wasnāt moving. It was just laying there, and Arc could really only tell where something was when it was moving, given he was sensitive to vibrations and could easily feel them then. But nope. Nothing. Just the shifting of the girl near him. āPlease help?ā He asked weakly. He hated feeling helpless. Normally, he would have just bent down to feel around, but given the fact it was glass he couldnāt very well do that.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā ā oh, right ! let me just...Ā ā she draws out a littleĀ water from her pouch, using it to encapsulate the broken glass pieces, which she then promptly dumps in a mug. she still has yet to learn how to heal and would rather not risk cutting herself by picking it up by hand so, better safe than sorry. gingerly waving down one of the attendants, she hands the mug to them explaining that some airbender kid sneezed, before turning to face narcissus.Ā ā um,Ā donāt you usually have a guide with you ? ā













