[In truth, Młynar barely realized that he had damaged the crate before Rinoa pointed it out. It’s one of the downsides of Kuranta strength- things designed for Terra’s other comparatively fragile races require a delicate touch. He had to always pay attention, lest his carelessness lead to disastrous consequences.]
One can hope. Though their safety is enough for me, in the end. The rest is ultimately futile to worry about, in the face of greater concerns.
[The poor box has a noticeable hole in it at this point. Thankfully the goods were contained in smaller sacks within the crate. Still, Mlynar takes a moment to turn the crate and brush away any splinters before trying to find a safer handhold.]
Your other concern is well noted-though. A crate of this size could have had us both quite well-coated in flour, had the locals not shown such prudence in their logistics.
[Mind you, the idea of both of them being covered in flour is a hilarious mental image.]
Almost certainly at this point. He just can't help it, he's a softie inside.
One can hope. Though their safety is enough for me, in the end. The rest is ultimately futile to worry about, in the face of greater concerns.
[The poor box has a noticeable hole in it at this point. Thankfully the goods were contained in smaller sacks within the crate. Still, Mlynar takes a moment to turn the crate and brush away any splinters before trying to find a safer handhold.]
Your other concern is well noted-though. A crate of this size could have had us both quite well-coated in flour, had the locals not shown such prudence in their logistics.
[Mind you, the idea of both of them being covered in flour is a hilarious mental image.]