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[reprizesal]

[Perhaps you're going out on a walk during this nice, sunny day. Or maybe you're returning from working in the fields or tending to the horses. Important work to be done, or simply relaxing for the swords who aren't sent out onto a sortie or an expedition. However one may choose to fill their time at this point, they would have to walk past this tree at one point.

Until a persimmon dropped onto the ground near them. Or if they're unlucky, it dropped onto their head.]

...Ah.

[Sitting up on one of the tree branch above them, looking down with an awkward and mildly sheepish expression, is Sayo.]

...Sorry. I dropped it by accident.

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[reprizesal]

[There's a pause at that question.]

I would jump down, but...

[But he might drop his fruity hoard.]

[havocking]

[Helpfully ("helpfully"), Midare goes up on tiptoe and holds up his arms, as if to... get ready to catch him?]

If you jump down, I promise I'll catch you!

[He's deliberately misunderstanding what you mean here, Sayo. Feel free to pelt him with persimmons.]

[reprizesal]

[Sayo just...stares at Midare, and then at his fruity hoard.]

...If I do that, I might drop everything.

[Like, yeah, they're both swords. Midare can probably handle his weight. Sayo's just worried about accidentally wasting food.]