[ if makima said she would, makima would. she still has her hand in chizuru's as they blast off to what may seem like wherever, but the woman has direction. they hover and zip to the place they had always been destined to: stalls of floating foods that immediately settle into normalcy once makima releases their gravity and lands on her feet. chizuru should do the same with close proximity. ]
Like that. [ done! and here they are: where they should be. ] Where was your trust?
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Like that. [ done! and here they are: where they should be. ] Where was your trust?