He had been thinking about staying back, just in case. But it'll probably be better for him to go along first, take a lead, and so-
"Alright! Gibbs? ...Gibbs?"
There's a fuss happening, that even if Rezo had vision, he wouldn't be able to see the extent of. Tidus has his hands close to his chest, his palms a surface for his friend to make his appearance on. But where Gibbs is usually rearing to go, there's an apprehension, an uncertainty bundled in his chest, and it confuses Tidus to sense. It leads to a wordless back and forth - easy to have, with a little guy in your heart - until Tidus's encouragement over the situation leads to the higgledy conceding. They appear, in a small glow of blue light, coming together as a shape: an embodiment of the concept of water and hope, all in one tiny body.
And two squiggly eyes staring up at Tidus in an anxious manner hard for most to read. Tidus looks at Rezo, the way down - no, they can't get distracted.
"Uh - sorry!" He's taken a minute, hasn't he, so he calls that out, tries hurrying along. "One bridge, coming up!"
Tidus finds a good spot to lower Gibbs, turning and placing him on the ground beside him than in front, considering the sloping hill. The spell is an easy one, thankfully, set to his arms band and needing just some of his water magic for Gibbs to control, and expand. It's nothing more than a ball of water when he casts it, his target being around the higgledy itself; and the higgledy merges with it, stretching out in the directions, giving the path made a curve so as to make the way down to the sheep and lamb smoother.
There's an easy part for Tidus to step onto and walk, as solid as if it were concrete under his foot, with the tiniest patter of water underfoot as he makes his approach back in Rezo's direction.
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"Alright! Gibbs? ...Gibbs?"
There's a fuss happening, that even if Rezo had vision, he wouldn't be able to see the extent of. Tidus has his hands close to his chest, his palms a surface for his friend to make his appearance on. But where Gibbs is usually rearing to go, there's an apprehension, an uncertainty bundled in his chest, and it confuses Tidus to sense. It leads to a wordless back and forth - easy to have, with a little guy in your heart - until Tidus's encouragement over the situation leads to the higgledy conceding. They appear, in a small glow of blue light, coming together as a shape: an embodiment of the concept of water and hope, all in one tiny body.
And two squiggly eyes staring up at Tidus in an anxious manner hard for most to read. Tidus looks at Rezo, the way down - no, they can't get distracted.
"Uh - sorry!" He's taken a minute, hasn't he, so he calls that out, tries hurrying along. "One bridge, coming up!"
Tidus finds a good spot to lower Gibbs, turning and placing him on the ground beside him than in front, considering the sloping hill. The spell is an easy one, thankfully, set to his arms band and needing just some of his water magic for Gibbs to control, and expand. It's nothing more than a ball of water when he casts it, his target being around the higgledy itself; and the higgledy merges with it, stretching out in the directions, giving the path made a curve so as to make the way down to the sheep and lamb smoother.
There's an easy part for Tidus to step onto and walk, as solid as if it were concrete under his foot, with the tiniest patter of water underfoot as he makes his approach back in Rezo's direction.
"See? What do you think!"