[ Even if there were anything Simon could do to make the task easier, he’s pretty engrossed in watching this half-girl, half-plowhorse pull herself out of the mud. That her human arms can play any part in moving her horse half by sheer force is pretty astonishing, actually, and he hangs back until she falls forward onto the ground.
Watching her top half’s gesture of exhaustion, he can easily picture her as a human; short, probably, a dark, stocky counterpart to the relatively tall form that Hayame had to inhabit for most of Drakstaden.
While Konoha gets her bearings, Simon closes the distance between them and crouches down next to her. Visually, it’s like the spookiest boxing coach pep-talking the weirdest heavyweight champion at a pivotal movie moment. ]
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Watching her top half’s gesture of exhaustion, he can easily picture her as a human; short, probably, a dark, stocky counterpart to the relatively tall form that Hayame had to inhabit for most of Drakstaden.
While Konoha gets her bearings, Simon closes the distance between them and crouches down next to her. Visually, it’s like the spookiest boxing coach pep-talking the weirdest heavyweight champion at a pivotal movie moment. ]
You did it. That was pretty impressive.