[Aww, come on, be a sport. Poke some simulated villager in the eye. You know you wanna.
...but, sure. Since she's been given the go-ahead, she's just going to navigate through the crowd (to put some distance between herself and the tree-man; he wants to be a witness, not a participant) to get to a better vantage point.
She twirls her chain, narrows her eyes, takes aim, and—
In the blink of an eye, she's standing right back where she was before, chain at her waist as the crowd cheers for the branding that's happening up at the front. Did the simulation reset itself...? Or maybe it just glitched.]
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...but, sure. Since she's been given the go-ahead, she's just going to navigate through the crowd (to put some distance between herself and the tree-man; he wants to be a witness, not a participant) to get to a better vantage point.
She twirls her chain, narrows her eyes, takes aim, and—
In the blink of an eye, she's standing right back where she was before, chain at her waist as the crowd cheers for the branding that's happening up at the front. Did the simulation reset itself...? Or maybe it just glitched.]
...so that's how it is...
[Well then.]