 Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
Tins let go of Mato's hand once she was firmly back on her feet again, dusting off her own hands from the chalk residue and giving him a sheepish smile. "Sorry if your hands are all chalky now. Thanks for the help." The comment that it looked rough got a small chuckle from her as she looked up towards the wall before back towards him. "On the risk of taking away any toughness I might have seemed to have... there are charms all over this thing to make sure myself or anyone doesn't get REALLY hurt. Which is probably good, because this one is a doozy." One day she would conquer it though.
Or she'd graduate and forget all about it.
Not a climber? That seemed fair - Tins was well aware this was not everyone's cup of tea. Even if people DID like to be active, they might not have enjoyed THIS activity. "What does bring you out and about this way then?" The tease got a laugh before she shrugged her shoulders and beamed at him. "I love it! Even the falling. I'm apparently a glutton for punishment."
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