[Konoha's legs surely are more sturdy than her field jinba cousins. She's slightly shorter than Hayame, (about the same if you count the bun she wears atop her head, now disheveled about her shoulders), but whereas the other woman's muscles were lean and sleek hers are more obvious, draft breed blooded despite her upbringing being less than mountainous.
The mud cakes her hide from the belly down, her leggings and skirt? splattered with the stuff, but... she's out now. It's fine. If she just... if she just focuses on getting out of the rain-]
Aha, about... depending on where you put the weight...
[Oh, he probably didn't mean it that... specifically...]
I mean-
[She shuffles her legs awkwardly, trying to use the backs of her wrists to wipe her cheeks and not make a mess.]
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The mud cakes her hide from the belly down, her leggings and skirt? splattered with the stuff, but... she's out now. It's fine. If she just... if she just focuses on getting out of the rain-]
Aha, about... depending on where you put the weight...
[Oh, he probably didn't mean it that... specifically...]
I mean-
[She shuffles her legs awkwardly, trying to use the backs of her wrists to wipe her cheeks and not make a mess.]
I could escort you. If you need it.
[She does. A purpose. Something to do.]