( Annie looks back to Jean, then shifts, looking back to where her boots are settled outside of the wave's reach. It's... an invitation. She knows that much. )
Not yet. Think there's anything called bibimbap?
( If she got that right.
Annie turns around, walking out of the water and snagging her boots to toss over her shoulder. She'll need to figure out something soon, since this is the one outfit she has and unlike back home, they're not on the run and are instead blessed by the concept of regular laundering and adequate resources, but it's been a long two days so far and she's barely wrapped her head around a fraction of what's going on.
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Not yet. Think there's anything called bibimbap?
( If she got that right.
Annie turns around, walking out of the water and snagging her boots to toss over her shoulder. She'll need to figure out something soon, since this is the one outfit she has and unlike back home, they're not on the run and are instead blessed by the concept of regular laundering and adequate resources, but it's been a long two days so far and she's barely wrapped her head around a fraction of what's going on.
Or what isn't going on, as the case may be. )