[Raine watches her footsteps much more carefully, in the forest; but she doesn't quite have the same ease in the woods that Lloyd does, and she feels like she's constantly putting her steps in the wrong places.]
[But all the same, nothing comes upon them, so it must be simply the pressure of the situation making everything too loud in her ears.]
[She studies the cannons with an analytical eye, or tries to, but the feeling of them and what they mean is trying to turn her stomach. Eventually Raine's grateful for the distraction, such as it is, of Kratos's voice in her mind.]
[To the last, Raine nods. She can find her way, though doubtless less elegantly than Lloyd.]
[There's no way to inquire if he plans to leave now without speaking, so Raine holds her peace. It will likely become apparent in a few minutes, anyway.]
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[But all the same, nothing comes upon them, so it must be simply the pressure of the situation making everything too loud in her ears.]
[She studies the cannons with an analytical eye, or tries to, but the feeling of them and what they mean is trying to turn her stomach. Eventually Raine's grateful for the distraction, such as it is, of Kratos's voice in her mind.]
[To the last, Raine nods. She can find her way, though doubtless less elegantly than Lloyd.]
[There's no way to inquire if he plans to leave now without speaking, so Raine holds her peace. It will likely become apparent in a few minutes, anyway.]