Vyth fiddled with the hook and string of a tripwire, brows furrowed in frustration as he couldn’t get the thing taut like he wanted. Ran was so much better at this...
Hyperventilating, he kept trying, but was the definition of insanity not trying the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result?
Oh, great, now he was going to careen down that line of thought. The line that said he was crazy on top of weak and dumb and worthless and...
There he sat, crying like a big dumb baby over a failed trap-making endeavor.












