[center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/b3RmLjE1OC41M2Q5MTIuVFdscFltRSwuMA,,/curely.regular.png[/img][/center] Miiba yelped as she was picked up, hugging tot he sheathed knife she was given, not drawing it still. She screwed her eyes shut, possibly from still being a bit afraid of the blue glow ball she was being dangled in front of and because Geir was scaring her. [color=00fa9a]"Miiba left mean gobs, Mibba no know glow ball. There no two- eh? W-what that?"[/color] she said looking to the dirt that was starting to get kicked up where Jason was trying to merge with the dirt beneath him. It was at this moment, Miiba noticed it was a bit breezy. [color=00fa9a]"Aaahhh! Put Miiba down! Down! Miiba dress ride up![/color] she protested as Geir continued to hold her by her dress.