It's a definite relief to see her back on solid ground...until it isn't: Her feet are still bare! So while Manabu spares a sheepish half-smile, it washes out real quick back to concern. Magnet trots over to give her a proper sniff, pleased to be in pet-range at last.
"A-are you coldblood, by any chance?" he asks, stepping over into conversation range. "I mean, you don't have any shoes on..."
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"A-are you coldblood, by any chance?" he asks, stepping over into conversation range. "I mean, you don't have any shoes on..."