[Still shaken, Light looks over the gallery of cutouts. The conclusion of what he should be aiming at is obvious, but...
Just aim for the extremities and hope for the best.
Gritting his teeth, he aims the gun at a cutout of himself and fires. This time, to his great relief, no one bleeds. He shoots a neat hole through another copy of himself, then turns to Diluc.]
It wants us each to shoot ourselves. I'll finish my set, then help coach you through yours. [Drily:] Here's hoping you're a natural at aim.
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[Still shaken, Light looks over the gallery of cutouts. The conclusion of what he should be aiming at is obvious, but...
Just aim for the extremities and hope for the best.
Gritting his teeth, he aims the gun at a cutout of himself and fires. This time, to his great relief, no one bleeds. He shoots a neat hole through another copy of himself, then turns to Diluc.]
It wants us each to shoot ourselves. I'll finish my set, then help coach you through yours. [Drily:] Here's hoping you're a natural at aim.