[ Thoma also counts his blessings that he didn't try to go higher. The distance is enough to give him the space to turn the blast into a flip to help him get his bearings, then tuck in his body so he hits the ground in a roll. A slightly rough landing that left the ground flickering with fading flames, but not enough to hurt anything, especially since he shielded on the initial impact. ]
[ He's back up on his feet, grimacing slightly as he dusts himself off before slipping back on a smile, albeit a sheepish and apologetic one. ]
Sorry, Ayato. Guess I got too carried away.
[ His eyes are also fixed up, watching a group of Gale Squirrels climb down to where Thoma's sphere is, chittering at both it and them loudly. ]
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[ He's back up on his feet, grimacing slightly as he dusts himself off before slipping back on a smile, albeit a sheepish and apologetic one. ]
Sorry, Ayato. Guess I got too carried away.
[ His eyes are also fixed up, watching a group of Gale Squirrels climb down to where Thoma's sphere is, chittering at both it and them loudly. ]
I don't think they like me.