[Well, at least she knows where Mafuyu is. Taking a deep breath, she reaches down under the water to haul her up. As soon as Mafuyu's head breaks the surface, Tuuri yells]
Please don't run again. Okay? Hold onto me like before and we'll get to the curb!
[ Glorious air! It's like being given a second chance at life, and Mafuyu silently clings to Tuuri all the way to the curb, so uncharacteristically still and quiet. Because she won't live if Tuuri decides heck with it and tosses her back into the sea— puddle, she corrects herself, but it's so large and deep with them being the sizes that they are, that the puddle seems like the ocean, so much so that the last wisps of memory replays in her head: she'd been drowning, sinking even as she'd waved arms and legs, and then she had blacked out. ]
[Tuuri's not going to question Mafuyu's sudden silence, since it makes it much easier to haul them both to the curb. She focuses on sloshing their way across the puddle until they're right at the edge. The top of the curb is above their heads, out of her reach.]
You have to climb up. [she says eventually.] I can't push you up that high, I'm sorry.
[Honestly, she's not sure if she can pull herself up that high, but she'll cross that bridge once she gets to it.]
[ Her limbs feel so heavy out of the water without buoyant force to lift her up, but Mafuyu takes one look at the curb above their heads and— sorry— brings her foot up onto Tuuri's shoulder and uses her as a boost to jump for the curb, hands grasping the edge and she starts pulling herself up, slowly but surely with all that energy conserved from not needing to swim.
She hauls herself over the edge.
Walks away.
Goodbye.
Only, a minute or so later, she returns, carrying a stick over her shoulders like a javelin, and she lets one end of it fall into the water while she holds onto the other. ]
Ow-- [It's fine, cool, whatever. They have to get out of the water, after all, and if that means that Mafuyu has to use her shoulder as a stepping stone, that's... fine. The important thing is that Mafuyu made it to the top of the curb to
fucking betray Tuuri immediately.]
Wh-- [WHAT THE FUCK. She's stuck here boggling at this for a few seconds, too tired to do much more than stare in disbelief at the sight of Mafuyu wandering away. She's only just started to try to haul herself up (which is completely impossible; she hasn't yet accepted that she'll have to walk down to the corner though she knows it's true) when
Mafuyu comes back?? What.]
You came back! [Maybe a better response is 'why didn't you say something when you left,' but she's tired and soaked and it's all she can do to start inching her way up the stick. This is going to take a little while.]
[ Remarkably, Mafuyu is not without appreciation; she just has a terrible way of showing it, because she's so used to being able to do everything on her own and hates having to owe people. If she can pay this back by holding the stick still while Tuuri climbs, then she'll do that. Only. It's so slow... ]
Hold on, okay?!
[ —the only warning Tuuri gets before Mafuyu tries to pull the entire stick upwards, Tuuri and all, the stick rolling on the edge and slipping sometimes but it's sort of slowly inching up? ]
[Honestly, Tuuri is so touched by the dramatic rescue moment that they're having here that she doesn't even voice silly questions like why Mafuyu just wandered off; this is a really heartwarming moment, and she just smiles in response and double-times her slow crawl up the stick.
O-or she doesn't, because now Mafuyu is pulling the stick up. She yelps and it's all she can do to hang on for the first few seconds, but after a false start or two she manages to get her feet on the curb and walk up with the stick. Teamwork!!
She manages to get her hand on the edge, hauls herself over, and immediately rolls onto her back to stare up at the cloudy sky.] I can't believe we got out of that. [she says, panting somewhat exaggerated.] I never want to move again.
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[Well, at least she knows where Mafuyu is. Taking a deep breath, she reaches down under the water to haul her up. As soon as Mafuyu's head breaks the surface, Tuuri yells]
Please don't run again. Okay? Hold onto me like before and we'll get to the curb!
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You have to climb up. [she says eventually.] I can't push you up that high, I'm sorry.
[Honestly, she's not sure if she can pull herself up that high, but she'll cross that bridge once she gets to it.]
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She hauls herself over the edge.
Walks away.
Goodbye.
Only, a minute or so later, she returns, carrying a stick over her shoulders like a javelin, and she lets one end of it fall into the water while she holds onto the other. ]
I'm back! Climb this!!
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fucking betray Tuuri immediately.]
Wh-- [WHAT THE FUCK. She's stuck here boggling at this for a few seconds, too tired to do much more than stare in disbelief at the sight of Mafuyu wandering away. She's only just started to try to haul herself up (which is completely impossible; she hasn't yet accepted that she'll have to walk down to the corner though she knows it's true) when
Mafuyu comes back?? What.]
You came back! [Maybe a better response is 'why didn't you say something when you left,' but she's tired and soaked and it's all she can do to start inching her way up the stick. This is going to take a little while.]
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[ Remarkably, Mafuyu is not without appreciation; she just has a terrible way of showing it, because she's so used to being able to do everything on her own and hates having to owe people. If she can pay this back by holding the stick still while Tuuri climbs, then she'll do that. Only. It's so slow... ]
Hold on, okay?!
[ —the only warning Tuuri gets before Mafuyu tries to pull the entire stick upwards, Tuuri and all, the stick rolling on the edge and slipping sometimes but it's sort of slowly inching up? ]
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O-or she doesn't, because now Mafuyu is pulling the stick up. She yelps and it's all she can do to hang on for the first few seconds, but after a false start or two she manages to get her feet on the curb and walk up with the stick. Teamwork!!
She manages to get her hand on the edge, hauls herself over, and immediately rolls onto her back to stare up at the cloudy sky.] I can't believe we got out of that. [she says, panting somewhat exaggerated.] I never want to move again.