[ Indeed, they make quick work of helping those who took refuge, and at the end of it all Ori draws in a deep breath and then sighs. She never really knows how combat encounters will go in dreamscapes - without access to her usual arsenal of spells, she can't help but feel like there's always something more she can be doing - but that familiarity with magic has, at least, made using dreamotion a bit more natural for her.
When she and Balthus meet up once more, she gives him a few slow blinks. The fist bump is returned in kind, even though her fist is probably like half the size of his. ]
I, um... I've had lots of experience with combat, so!
[ A beat, then she adds: ]
You're... Balthus, right? I'm Ori - a friend of Hilda's.
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When she and Balthus meet up once more, she gives him a few slow blinks. The fist bump is returned in kind, even though her fist is probably like half the size of his. ]
I, um... I've had lots of experience with combat, so!
[ A beat, then she adds: ]
You're... Balthus, right? I'm Ori - a friend of Hilda's.