[ Thank you for calling him attractive. Yozora's candy is lost in the fields now as they trot past the mayor... He doesn't look all too happy seeing them on his precious Seabiscuit and Akira has little skill in this art, so there is no turning back. Eyes wide with an awkward smile—they're fugitives.
Real fugitives. ]
I can steer, I think.
[ He'll try? Maybe if he moves its head towards a direction, it'll go that way? It works!!! But the Chocobo is running even faster. Maybe he made this worse. ]
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Real fugitives. ]
I can steer, I think.
[ He'll try? Maybe if he moves its head towards a direction, it'll go that way? It works!!! But the Chocobo is running even faster. Maybe he made this worse. ]