[ Aloy snorts quietly, unable to contain her amusement at his assertion. With the link from the Nest it's easier to pick up the prickly way that Bakugo interacts with the world. She rests one hand on her hip, studies him. ]
Right. Calm.
[ She shakes her head. Trying to get through to this kid was... not working. ]
Us. How many of us. And I think...
[ She frowns. How many were there? She hadn't counted either. She tries to focus on all the minds brushing against hers. ]
no subject
Right. Calm.
[ She shakes her head. Trying to get through to this kid was... not working. ]
Us. How many of us. And I think...
[ She frowns. How many were there? She hadn't counted either. She tries to focus on all the minds brushing against hers. ]
Maybe thirty? Thirty-five?