Hm, it must be just a fashion statement, then, Kryschenn decided as Cole demonstrated that his bandaged wrist was really fine. Although what kind of a statement and why, she wasn't certain.
He then looked to the direction of the fire-touched clearing near the base of the mountains he and Abigail entered earlier. Hoping to change the subject to something other than himself, Cole turned once more to behold the natural wonder of the falls behind him. After doing so, he glanced back to the inquiring Berserker. “I know this place is really pretty nice and all, but don't you think we should we be going now?” he quietly said to her.
"Yeah, I guess so," she agreed, taking one last look at the magnificent falls. "Be right there." Looking up to the top again, trying to guess just how far they'd climbed, she found herself getting lost once again in the beautiful sight of the rugged cliff face and the majestic, cascading stream.
Looking behind her, she noticed that Cole had already begun walking. "Hey, wait up, Superman!" she called, referring to his 'superhero' costume as she hurried to catch up with him. Falling in step beside him, she decided they must be heading towards Macula, and she hoped that city would be a safe place for a fugitive like her to go.
Another thing popped into her head now that she'd made the 'Superman' comparison. "Hey, Cole, I think I remember you being able to fly by using that Stone thingy," she said, indicating the pouch that he kept his weapon in. "And you said you picked me up with it after I... uh... you said you picked me up with it the other night. After all that climbing we did, don't you think it would have been easier to just 'fly' us to the ground?"
