[Connor stares back at him for a moment before nodding. That might have been a nod of approval.
He holds his hand up - wait - and around the trunk he goes, his steps light. A thick bundle of vines reaches between their current tree and the next in line. Rather than jump, he hurries across the leafy 'bridge'.
Then he turns back again and whistles softly for Riku.]
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He holds his hand up - wait - and around the trunk he goes, his steps light. A thick bundle of vines reaches between their current tree and the next in line. Rather than jump, he hurries across the leafy 'bridge'.
Then he turns back again and whistles softly for Riku.]