[How depressing, indeed. Boothill looked over at Bakugo's side and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the kid for a moment. But he wasn't exactly surprised, either. Being a Galaxy Ranger meant he met all kinds of folk, child or adult, in all kinds of conditions and circumstances. Also, learning that Bakugo couldn't use his arm and was wanting to go as far as to replace the entire thing let him know the kid wasn't just from some uneventful world.
He let go of Bakugo's hand to survey both essentially dead sides and then looked down the middle. He saw the lines of color, of energy. Different shades of orange, along with a gray one and another that seemed to interchange between a deep blue to an almost royal purple. Huh. He gestured at the paths.]
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[How depressing, indeed. Boothill looked over at Bakugo's side and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the kid for a moment. But he wasn't exactly surprised, either. Being a Galaxy Ranger meant he met all kinds of folk, child or adult, in all kinds of conditions and circumstances. Also, learning that Bakugo couldn't use his arm and was wanting to go as far as to replace the entire thing let him know the kid wasn't just from some uneventful world.
He let go of Bakugo's hand to survey both essentially dead sides and then looked down the middle. He saw the lines of color, of energy. Different shades of orange, along with a gray one and another that seemed to interchange between a deep blue to an almost royal purple. Huh. He gestured at the paths.]
We supposed to follow this?