[ He's strong and fast enough to traverse a tree and scurry up the side of a building. He's built in a way that suggests he isn't weak. But that didn't necessarily make him a threat, and Mikasa seems at-ease enough to turn her back and study a nearby wall.
It's only another second before she starts to climb. Not so deftly as someone who basically makes a living of it, insert pointed stare, but it may as well be like the unwieldy boxes at her hips are welded there. If they cause any discomfort or awkwardness as she pulls herself up by a divet in the wall, it doesn't show as she speaks. ]
The truth won't be up here either.
[ Judging from the staid tone of her voice, it's not an attempt at philosophy. If anything, it sounds like she's agreeing—there just isn't much to find anywhere. Not much of value, anyway. (Not if she's really alone.) Her feet steady and perch along a thin, outwardly jutting row of bricks as she observes aloud. ] You handle yourself well.
[ That's your cue to explain the parkour shenanigans, guy. Or maybe the get-up. She's not picky. ]
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It's only another second before she starts to climb. Not so deftly as someone who basically makes a living of it, insert pointed stare, but it may as well be like the unwieldy boxes at her hips are welded there. If they cause any discomfort or awkwardness as she pulls herself up by a divet in the wall, it doesn't show as she speaks. ]
The truth won't be up here either.
[ Judging from the staid tone of her voice, it's not an attempt at philosophy. If anything, it sounds like she's agreeing—there just isn't much to find anywhere. Not much of value, anyway. (Not if she's really alone.) Her feet steady and perch along a thin, outwardly jutting row of bricks as she observes aloud. ] You handle yourself well.
[ That's your cue to explain the parkour shenanigans, guy. Or maybe the get-up. She's not picky. ]