[ Unfortunately, Flayn is small, and he scarcely hears her fall when he has so many obstacles to contend with. It's hard enough to stay ahead of the bs when the grass tries to trip up his feet and petals swirl at his face, scraping by his cheeks.
He pointedly ignores it all as he charges forward, storming up the stairs with a sharp, urgent shout, noise buzzing in his ears. ]
Asch!
[ It's worse that he can't hear either of them struggle anymore—not over the 'bees,' the sound of his own footsteps thundering, the music. ]
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He pointedly ignores it all as he charges forward, storming up the stairs with a sharp, urgent shout, noise buzzing in his ears. ]
Asch!
[ It's worse that he can't hear either of them struggle anymore—not over the 'bees,' the sound of his own footsteps thundering, the music. ]