[ Flynn gives him a look back. It's meant to be reassuring. It sort of, instead, gives off the impression they're about to step off a cliff together. ]
We won't let it win.
[ The bull waits, silent and seemingly-innocent, while Flynn awkwardly clambers up its side and slides back so Palamedes can sit in front of him. It waits for them both. Somehow, it's more ominous that way. ]
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We won't let it win.
[ The bull waits, silent and seemingly-innocent, while Flynn awkwardly clambers up its side and slides back so Palamedes can sit in front of him. It waits for them both. Somehow, it's more ominous that way. ]