10-15-2019, 06:09 PM
At the very least, it seemed as though Feza was actively making an effort to make things more safe for her fellow tanglers, something that made Wormwood's heart warm slightly, since it seemed as though Feza was trying. The older lion definitely noticed as the leopard addressed him with a rather harsh friend in regards to Crowley and his predicament, but the guardsman shrugged it off, finding it very hard to take any sort of hostility from Feza seriously. After all, he had seen how she fought, and he knew that it would be incredibly easier to kill her if he had to – not that he would, contrary to what her dreams had told her, but if she ever got violent, he wasn't exceedingly worried. So, instead of focusing on Feza or what was really going on – Worm smuggly wanted to note that nobody actually seemed to want to participate in her class, but he held himself back from doing so – Worm decided to focus on how he could help make it safer. Everything that Feza had brought out more than likely would be helpful and make good support, but not in its current state, which is why the lion found himself moving over to the pile of supplies and prodding them apart to look over everything, before he heard Feza say there we go. Looking over at the uninflated bouncy mat, Worm shook his head and rumbled as he moved over, looking for any signs of holes or anything like that, "It's a good start, and it's certainly safer than it was before, but it still needs to be blown up for it to provide any actual support... do you have a bicycle wheel air tank or something like that in your building? You've gotta have something like that..."
[glow=black,2,300]THE FREEDOM OF FALLING[/glow]
— Reggan