I can walk. [Easy answer. He has. Just...] Not well, but.
[Well enough. He just lifts his arms, leans a little, and...it's a little wobbly, and not fast, but he can walk. And his plant sense is keener than ever, pointing the way to the exit.
On the way there—he looks up at Rindo. And he has to crane his neck back to look up that far. The blank surprise, the confusion over how different the space between them is, is bright on even his new, alien face.]
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[Well enough. He just lifts his arms, leans a little, and...it's a little wobbly, and not fast, but he can walk. And his plant sense is keener than ever, pointing the way to the exit.
On the way there—he looks up at Rindo. And he has to crane his neck back to look up that far. The blank surprise, the confusion over how different the space between them is, is bright on even his new, alien face.]