[There's a dragon leg/kicking joke in there somewhere, but Yona's not at the right canonpoint to make it.
Onward to the hangar station they go! She's glad he's still holding her hand, honestly; every step they take in this place just reminds her of how this isn't home, and though he's not exactly familiar, he's enough of a warm, comforting presence to set her a little more at ease.
Enough so that when they do make it into the station, her eyes go wide with interest rather than with discontent. She squeezes his hand, then tugs him over so that they can get a better look at one of the giant mobile suits.]
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[There's a dragon leg/kicking joke in there somewhere, but Yona's not at the right canonpoint to make it.
Onward to the hangar station they go! She's glad he's still holding her hand, honestly; every step they take in this place just reminds her of how this isn't home, and though he's not exactly familiar, he's enough of a warm, comforting presence to set her a little more at ease.
Enough so that when they do make it into the station, her eyes go wide with interest rather than with discontent. She squeezes his hand, then tugs him over so that they can get a better look at one of the giant mobile suits.]
It looks almost like a person, but... not.