[Fubuki isn't as sure that it's nothing—there could be two—but the concern and the mention of getting attacked has him turning around and catching up.]
[Or at least, it would have, if after taking two steps he didn't hear another snap.]
[...That isn't just his imagination, right? He's not in top shape right now, mentally, but it's not like—]
I'm... I'm right behind you.
[With a final glance backward, he catches up. If it does turn out to be something, he'd probably be a liability that far back. ...Or something.]
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[Or at least, it would have, if after taking two steps he didn't hear another snap.]
[...That isn't just his imagination, right? He's not in top shape right now, mentally, but it's not like—]
I'm... I'm right behind you.
[With a final glance backward, he catches up. If it does turn out to be something, he'd probably be a liability that far back. ...Or something.]