[Following her example, Yukio tiptoes (why is he tiptoeing at a beach again?) after her. He comes to a stop when she holds out her hand and casts a look out toward the ocean and back to Vanille. Apparently, this is the magical distance that's perfect for fishing... ?
In any case, he turns and watches as she uses that odd weapon of her, eyes following the four lines that sail up and out.]
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In any case, he turns and watches as she uses that odd weapon of her, eyes following the four lines that sail up and out.]
...And now we wait.
[He gives her a small but genuine smile.]