[He takes the shoes, too, with a murmured thanks and shoves his feet into them. Definitely better than bare toes for certain.
When she relays this information to him, though, he frowns deeply and crosses his arms on the table.] And now we're trapped here too. [It's not a question; he can figure it out, especially after the other conversations he's had through the strange magic-book. Hope closes his eyes for a moment, exhaling slow.]
What about our Focus? What are we supposed to do, Lightning?
[action!]
When she relays this information to him, though, he frowns deeply and crosses his arms on the table.] And now we're trapped here too. [It's not a question; he can figure it out, especially after the other conversations he's had through the strange magic-book. Hope closes his eyes for a moment, exhaling slow.]
What about our Focus? What are we supposed to do, Lightning?