[ She's got — as far as she can tell — three things … two? three? … she's not sure Macaque would be impressed by the amount of internal fussing she's doing over his safety, and those insidious, creeping concerns that she'll only hold him back; if he got hurt because of her - ]

[ No. Stop. Think it through. ]

I could try to use my Seasonal powers to make a shield. Wouldn't be as sturdy, but it could do in a pinch and it'd save me a cast. [ Probably? Probably. ] Might be able to use telekinesis to pin the arm, or at least weigh it down … [ HM. ] Hm. If Donnie was here I'd suggest combining his earth and your water to smother it in mud ... [ POISON TYPES ARE WEAK TO GROUND TYPES. Alas, he isn't here, so what can they do instead? ]

[ … ]

[ taps her fingers together ]

… I don't wanna hold you back by asking you to keep to my left, but …