[ The moment you join Retrospec, you don't get to sleep comfortably for the rest of your life— potentially cut short as it is now. ]
Maybe. We'll have a better chance in the forest than open roads.
[ Cars aren't typically made for rocky paths, but chocobos are great for that. The driver gives a shout of anger and surprise at having the reins pulled out of his grip, but for all Minato knows how to take care of birds in general, he's never ridden or steered one before, too lighthanded in his tug to the right, that the chocobo merely turns its head in confusion instead of its body and the cart. ]
Right is... "Gee!" [ The chocobo turns its head again, but looks too unsure, because Minato's command is drowned out by the driver's voice, and that of the other passengers who raise theirs in alarm over what's happening. ]
no subject
Maybe. We'll have a better chance in the forest than open roads.
[ Cars aren't typically made for rocky paths, but chocobos are great for that. The driver gives a shout of anger and surprise at having the reins pulled out of his grip, but for all Minato knows how to take care of birds in general, he's never ridden or steered one before, too lighthanded in his tug to the right, that the chocobo merely turns its head in confusion instead of its body and the cart. ]
Right is... "Gee!" [ The chocobo turns its head again, but looks too unsure, because Minato's command is drowned out by the driver's voice, and that of the other passengers who raise theirs in alarm over what's happening. ]