The screeches of angry apes and the noise of sailing projectiles stops. There's only the wind flapping his ears, the itch of a few specks of dust wicking away from the cut on one of them, the crunch of undergrowth as Asriel's unexpected saviour conveys them both the hell outta there.]
[He doesn't dare believe it. This has to be the calm before a worse storm. This still feels unreal. Did he just... did he tune out the threat around him...? It's not okay to relax yet, is it? It can't be okay to relax.]
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The screeches of angry apes and the noise of sailing projectiles stops. There's only the wind flapping his ears, the itch of a few specks of dust wicking away from the cut on one of them, the crunch of undergrowth as Asriel's unexpected saviour conveys them both the hell outta there.]
[He doesn't dare believe it. This has to be the calm before a worse storm. This still feels unreal. Did he just... did he tune out the threat around him...? It's not okay to relax yet, is it? It can't be okay to relax.]
Is it safe...?