"O-oh okay--?" [The weight Della feels as she grabs him is astronomically lighter than she likely expects any child his size ought to be; practically nonexistent in regards to his appearance.]
"Cloud...Chase..rr? No.." [The name is still on the tip of Mono's tongue but it will have to wait, he can hear their pursuers approach already. Maybe there is ONE way he can help them make a break for it. Quickly, before grabbing hold, the child lifts his hands before and all of the surrounding paper: discarded newspapers, remnants of candy wrappers, confetti, posters warning to be on the lookout for suspicious individuals all of it lifts up in unison and flies to assemble into a solid pillar behind them to temporarily try and block them from view.]
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"Cloud...Chase..rr? No.." [The name is still on the tip of Mono's tongue but it will have to wait, he can hear their pursuers approach already. Maybe there is ONE way he can help them make a break for it. Quickly, before grabbing hold, the child lifts his hands before and all of the surrounding paper: discarded newspapers, remnants of candy wrappers, confetti, posters warning to be on the lookout for suspicious individuals all of it lifts up in unison and flies to assemble into a solid pillar behind them to temporarily try and block them from view.]