[While the two are chatting, Jo has been resolutely buzzing her way back to the tree. Slapping into the bark near Chime's floor, she skitters in through the stable door and swipes her amber slice from her pocket.]
I'm in.
[That would have sounded more accomplished if she weren't also panting and visibly sweating from the effort of hauling herself through the soup of what felt like boiling air.]
Chime, are you around?
[Because she's left her hand on the amber, the two and anyone else bothering to watch will see Jo's view of the mount rental stalls swing around. Catching Chime out into the open is something that Jolene always expects to fail, mostly because the spirit is so strange to her!]
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I'm in.
[That would have sounded more accomplished if she weren't also panting and visibly sweating from the effort of hauling herself through the soup of what felt like boiling air.]
Chime, are you around?
[Because she's left her hand on the amber, the two and anyone else bothering to watch will see Jo's view of the mount rental stalls swing around. Catching Chime out into the open is something that Jolene always expects to fail, mostly because the spirit is so strange to her!]