[Well. Galo is still pacing around the general area the three girls disappeared off to, frustrated, like he's going to find a hidden panel and escape through.]
[That's not too far from where they started, which is fortunate, because Zenitsu finds that he's not able to get much of anywhere with his weak legs. His voice is faint as he calls out from the corner.]
[Ahh! It's the whiny kid whose life he vowed to defend (he is not remembering names). Running to where he is, since he sounds like he could also be in a bad shape??]
[Here's Zenitsu, seated on a stone bench out in the garden with some flowers piled next to him. Right now he's in the middle of weaving a ring of flowers together, albeit very slowly lest he drop a hand or finger and mess everything up. He's starting to make some headway, but this peaceful little process he's built for himself is not long for this world when one (1) Galo is also around.]
[You thought correctly! The sounds of someone being extremely loud are approaching from the direction of the pond. It's Galo, and he's practicing waving around his dumbass matoi he made out of a pool cue and bedsheets. Trying to do some baton tricks with it. It's highly annoying.]
[Zenitsu can't ignore these sounds when they're so loud. At this rate the flowers might even start to wilt! He cranes his neck in the offending direction and blinks at the bedsheets on a pool cue.]
Nah. I know I trained hard, and I'm ready for any situation I could be thrown into. It was much scarier when I was a kid and didn't know what to do. Thinking about that, I couldn't possibly be afraid.
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