(preview) Grab your gear and speak to Kenji

“Let’s go,” you tell Kenji after finding him. You just finished stripping about half your gear from the webbing you wear and the rucksack you hauled. You had distant plans to snag something lighter while on this adventure if the opportunity presented itself, but figured the chances of that coming to fruition were pretty slim.

Kenji, looking more tired than ever, nodded to you. “In and out, OK? No room for fuck ups and side quests while we’re pulling my girls out.”

You let your brows knit. “Your girls?”

“They’re tightly bound to my contract. My ass is on the line, so pardon any stress.” He licks his lips and blinks. “No offense here, but neither you or Flora have much riding on me, if you get into trouble I might not turn back.”

There’s a churn in your stomach. You’ve been into a similar situation before, but you never really liked being involved in one. Not to mention, the way Kenji said it made you feel like it was more of a threat or half-assed warning. “I have no intention to do anything extra, I can promise you that.”

Kenji sighs. “Actions speak louder than words. Let’s get a move on.”