voice; day 106, late afternoon

[enchangement]

What is the _point...?

Every step forard becomes another leap behind.

There is ^no food. Or not enough to go around.

There is a monster in the wa_{ter that they} can't keep in check.

The guess is: the captors are gone.

The ex^{periment has g}one awry.

And we remain.

[ ooc: weird text is meant to indicate parts of River's post that are difficult to understand. Network instability for the lose! ]

Comments

[nedofpies]

[ The demonstration serves its purpose. He does understand that it's steadier, better to plant his feet firmly and far apart. Teaching himself to do so habitually is more tricky than understanding, abstractly, the value of such a stance ]

Both?

[ Ned shoots her a self-deprecating smile. He's worried about everything. Worrying is what he does. He understands the purpose of her questions, but it's hard for him to know what he ought to prioritize. Many of the dangers here have been in the 'more dangerous' category: sabretooth tigers and krakens, oh my. But some of the dangers have come from people, too. ]

Let's start with fights and work our way up, maybe?

[enchangement]

Both.

[ She smiles at Ned again, wishing he wouldn't worry, but she might be better off wishing that trees didn't breathe out oxygen at night. ]

A man swings a fist aiming for your jaw. What do your hands do?

[nedofpies]

Do you mean what would I do now or what ought I do? Because I thought that learning the latter was the whole point. [ All the same, he tries to imagine the situation, and in response raises his hands in front of his face, defensively, in a way that he thinks would be accurate to how he'd react if someone were taking a swing at him ]