[It's horrifying by any measure— snakes aren't supposed to be that big, and other horror stories! But Junpei would be remiss not to stop and watch Charles do his thing. The little twirl, the way he laughs, the whole swing— it's life or death, but there's no denying just how good he looks doing it. That easy confidence, doing something so high stakes and dangerous, well!
He's a beautiful sight, that's all! Junpei can hardly be blamed for stopping to stare, unable to help smiling; give him a second for the adrenaline high to settle back down into fear.
But first, some helpful cheering, complete with a fist pump:]
Yeah! Hell yeah! Take that, jackass snake!
[—There's the fear though, right on time, and he scrambles to turn and start going in- in a direction? The one Charles shoved him in before, at least. It's an instant relief when Charles grabs his hand, still running— when he looks over his shoulder to see if they're being followed, rounding a corner,]
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He's a beautiful sight, that's all! Junpei can hardly be blamed for stopping to stare, unable to help smiling; give him a second for the adrenaline high to settle back down into fear.
But first, some helpful cheering, complete with a fist pump:]
Yeah! Hell yeah! Take that, jackass snake!
[—There's the fear though, right on time, and he scrambles to turn and start going in- in a direction? The one Charles shoved him in before, at least. It's an instant relief when Charles grabs his hand, still running— when he looks over his shoulder to see if they're being followed, rounding a corner,]
Holy shit— I mean, what the fuck!
[Survived!! But also What the Hell Ass.]