[He bites down on the reflexive scoff that rises from her assessment of his character. She can think that about him since they've only just met... and she seems too young to have figured out how cruel people can be. Whatever else can be said about him, Ichimatsu isn't the type to be as harsh on kids.]
[So he holds his tongue and takes the driftwood, heaving it awkwardly under one armpit with a grunt and using his other hand to brace it. It's heavier than he'd thought, especially since it's kinda waterlogged. But Ichimatsu offered, so he doesn't complain. He glances back in the direction he came with a thoughtful furrow of his brow. He hadn't gone looking or anything, but he feels like he might have heard the sound of running water while he was wandering around earlier.]
Should be. [In response to her first question. Without waiting, he takes off into a slow gait towards the treeline.] C'mon. It's too open out here anyway.
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[So he holds his tongue and takes the driftwood, heaving it awkwardly under one armpit with a grunt and using his other hand to brace it. It's heavier than he'd thought, especially since it's kinda waterlogged. But Ichimatsu offered, so he doesn't complain. He glances back in the direction he came with a thoughtful furrow of his brow. He hadn't gone looking or anything, but he feels like he might have heard the sound of running water while he was wandering around earlier.]
Should be. [In response to her first question. Without waiting, he takes off into a slow gait towards the treeline.] C'mon. It's too open out here anyway.