[Meanwhile, up in the sky, all Aoi's been able to figure out from her spot on Paarthurnax's neck is that things are just getting worse in the bog below by the second.]
I-I think they need help down there! Can we land? Or, or if you can get us near the trees, I can climb down! [She's talking at a mile a minute, fueled by her worry just as much as that magical burst of speed.]
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I-I think they need help down there! Can we land? Or, or if you can get us near the trees, I can climb down! [She's talking at a mile a minute, fueled by her worry just as much as that magical burst of speed.]