Takemi made sure to keep pace with Megumi, never more than a step or two ahead of him.  He’d nearly fallen over right at the beginning, and the strain was starting to get to him.  Takemi wondered if she should have offered to carry the Obariyon or if it would have even made a difference.  Considering that Obariyon just got heavier and heavier no matter who carried them, it probably wouldn’t have, in the end.  Megumi turned to address Obariyon, asking if he could stop and rest.  Takemi answered first, doubting that they’d get an answer out of the little spirit, considering all she’d said so far was her own name.

“C’mon, c’mon, you’re almost at the gate!” she cheered, “If you stop now you won’t want to get back up again.  Trust me, I’ve been there.  Although…,” she looked from him to the shrine, counting the remaining steps, “If you’d like, you can pass her over to me, and I can carry her the rest of the way.”  She turned to face Obariyon, “Would you be alright with that, or would you rather stay with this boy?”  


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