[Ran was not typically one to give orders. Her father and Conan were very much the drivers of any sudden movements, especially in unfamiliar circumstances. But in this case, they were as gobsmacked as she was, and someone had to make the first steps to figuring out where they were.
She was worried. She had no idea where they were--or what they were
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Do you need help?"
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Conan remembered the first few days after his shrinking very well. He'd constantly miscalculated how far he could reach and step. But at least he had that knowledge of how to adapt. The other two didn't even have that.
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Father, help me...?! [She leans forward on a nearby boulder to regain her balance for a moment, and then pushes herself back off of it to walk again, only to wobble around, flapping her stubby little arms.]
Uwaaah!! I can't stay still..!
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A good thing about this form, he supposed, was the unusually strength in arms. Ran could just lean on it like a support beam or something.]
Hold onto my...arm?
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Both you and Conan-kun seem to be water-type creatures...I wonder if that means I am, too..? [She says this while delicately stepping away from the rock and leaning onto her father's support.]
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[His flipper is waiting. It was stable and sturdy.]
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Where would we even start though...
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