[he peers over his shoulder to see her grab a rock. an unusual tactic as far as he's concerned. he's seen her fight. they've done it side by side. hell, he's been on the receiving end of one of her punches. he knows that they could take them on, but instead, she's hurtling the rock toward him?
not that it makes contact. with anything.
but the crab drops whatever it was holding and makes a lunge at him, which leaves robbie with few options. he reaches out and grabs hold of the crab, just beneath the pinchers, doing his best to wrestle it to the ground.
she swoops in to grab whatever of hers the crab had stolen, and then shouts that he should consider bailing.]
Huh? What? Bailing?
[and then she starts doing just that. he lights the one crab on fire and throws it toward the other one and starts hurrying toward her.]
What the hell was that all about, Daisy? Since when do you run away from a fight?
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not that it makes contact. with anything.
but the crab drops whatever it was holding and makes a lunge at him, which leaves robbie with few options. he reaches out and grabs hold of the crab, just beneath the pinchers, doing his best to wrestle it to the ground.
she swoops in to grab whatever of hers the crab had stolen, and then shouts that he should consider bailing.]
Huh? What? Bailing?
[and then she starts doing just that. he lights the one crab on fire and throws it toward the other one and starts hurrying toward her.]
What the hell was that all about, Daisy? Since when do you run away from a fight?