[Ferran's wings shift to get out of the way of her hands as she returns the gesture, but they leave behind a white, sparkling dust. He shakes his head, the movement clear enough for Mirai to feel thanks to how closely he's holding her.]
Don't... say that.
[Despite how little he knows of her, it's clear to him that she'd do anything to help whoever she could. The idea that she'd be a nuisance or something is the furthest thing from his mind.]
It's not you. In a place like this... how could you be the one causing trouble?
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Don't... say that.
[Despite how little he knows of her, it's clear to him that she'd do anything to help whoever she could. The idea that she'd be a nuisance or something is the furthest thing from his mind.]
It's not you. In a place like this... how could you be the one causing trouble?