[Without really giving her a response, Akira attempts to store the knife on a holster attached to his belt... until he realizes that he has no holster attached to his belt. It was force of habit from time spent elsewhere. In another world.]
[...Guess he's carrying that, then.]
Here, you take this then.
[Akira just hands her the map, noticing that she was trying to get a look at it. He was devising a plan already, another force of habit; maybe she could take navigation, while he focused on making sure nothing was trying to ambush them. He was already opening his mouth to speak when he remembered — this isn't the Metaverse, he's not The Leader, and he has no place ordering her around. Whoops.]
At the very least, the shoreline is probably accurate.
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[...Guess he's carrying that, then.]
Here, you take this then.
[Akira just hands her the map, noticing that she was trying to get a look at it. He was devising a plan already, another force of habit; maybe she could take navigation, while he focused on making sure nothing was trying to ambush them. He was already opening his mouth to speak when he remembered — this isn't the Metaverse, he's not The Leader, and he has no place ordering her around. Whoops.]
At the very least, the shoreline is probably accurate.