[ Maybe he's right. Maybe he's wrong. (He's almost certainly wrong.) But Mordred isn't going because she thinks something special is waiting for her there. She's going because Ryuji wants to.
The bike isn't terribly fast, but Mordred pushes it to the limit, until she can feel it shuddering in protest under her. Not satisfied with the speed, she darts close to flora and fauna; dodging a jaybear one minute, a giant tree the next, always barely an inch from disaster. It's getting dark, but she doesn't seem to take that into account, and whoops with joy when she launches the bike off a rock formation. ]
Hahahahaha! This is surprisingly fun! [ ... For her. How it feels for Ryuji is a different matter. ]
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[ Maybe he's right. Maybe he's wrong. (He's almost certainly wrong.) But Mordred isn't going because she thinks something special is waiting for her there. She's going because Ryuji wants to.
The bike isn't terribly fast, but Mordred pushes it to the limit, until she can feel it shuddering in protest under her. Not satisfied with the speed, she darts close to flora and fauna; dodging a jaybear one minute, a giant tree the next, always barely an inch from disaster. It's getting dark, but she doesn't seem to take that into account, and whoops with joy when she launches the bike off a rock formation. ]
Hahahahaha! This is surprisingly fun! [ ... For her. How it feels for Ryuji is a different matter. ]