[Prompto may always be true to his mark, but Lucina is always surprised when she manages to hit her targets. There's a brief rush of relief as the creature is felled, and then, the shadows from above...she holds the rifle close, finger off the trigger, and glances towards a lifeguard's hut. If they can slip inside without moving anything...]
Right - hold on.
[He can't really hold onto anything, Lucina, he's a gun - but the sentiment is there.]
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Right - hold on.
[He can't really hold onto anything, Lucina, he's a gun - but the sentiment is there.]