Yeah, alright, talking is not going to work. Mario needs to prove it to her. And it's not like he can get her to touch the not-body without it being, like, weird... Maybe if it wasn't so dark. If she just had enough light to see...
How can he get her to see? He has his fireballs, but on their own they don't cast much light... And for better or worse, there's no chance of any of the plants catching fire in this wetness. So.
Well. Nothing to it.
"'Scusey me."
Mario is not good with ice, but he's a little bit better when he's expecting it, and she has created some nice platforms for him. Jump, double-jump off the ice, wall-jump, land on the other side of the pile. Mario prays to all his lucky stars that getting closer to what she thinks is her loved one isn't seen as an open act of aggression.
He fills his palms with fire - it's not much, but maybe just enough -
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How can he get her to see? He has his fireballs, but on their own they don't cast much light... And for better or worse, there's no chance of any of the plants catching fire in this wetness. So.
Well. Nothing to it.
"'Scusey me."
Mario is not good with ice, but he's a little bit better when he's expecting it, and she has created some nice platforms for him. Jump, double-jump off the ice, wall-jump, land on the other side of the pile. Mario prays to all his lucky stars that getting closer to what she thinks is her loved one isn't seen as an open act of aggression.
He fills his palms with fire - it's not much, but maybe just enough -
"Please."