[ Bolin coughs a little as their jog comes to a halt, but he offers Luna a thumbs up to indicate that he's fine. Once he manages to clear his lungs, he straightens up and heaves a sigh of relief.
His weapon melts out of his palms, reforming into a ball that he pockets as he looks around, brows furrowed. ]
You mean go back into the fire? [ He's noticed the change in weather as well, the dark clouds finally bringing some merciful precipitation down. It'll simmer the flames at least, but they're still quite impressive.
Bolin wants to make sure that everyone has cleared the danger area as well, but he's not sure how safe it would be to run back from where they'd come. ]
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His weapon melts out of his palms, reforming into a ball that he pockets as he looks around, brows furrowed. ]
You mean go back into the fire? [ He's noticed the change in weather as well, the dark clouds finally bringing some merciful precipitation down. It'll simmer the flames at least, but they're still quite impressive.
Bolin wants to make sure that everyone has cleared the danger area as well, but he's not sure how safe it would be to run back from where they'd come. ]