Still standing behind Franz, T'caska musters all the courage of her safe position and calls out in reply, "We didn't choose the place for this, someone left that box here and the nosiest ones of us have taken it upon themselves to delve into it!"
At that, the young Miqo'te walks out from behind her most safest of scapegoat pillars and kneels down next to the fairy working on the knot, careful to not get in the way but close enough to perhaps be a bother while craning her neck to be one of the first to see the bag's contents.
"If you can't untie it, just rip it... We know it isn't alive right? You won't be hurting anything."
At that, the young Miqo'te walks out from behind her most safest of scapegoat pillars and kneels down next to the fairy working on the knot, careful to not get in the way but close enough to perhaps be a bother while craning her neck to be one of the first to see the bag's contents.
"If you can't untie it, just rip it... We know it isn't alive right? You won't be hurting anything."
