[ yeah, make-believe. leo had to remind himself of that occasionally, given the whole thing felt too real. it's not as if the very concept is new, or... unfamiliar, but something about the way it came at him so unexpectedly and so suddenly is disorienting. he'd said he wouldn't, ever again, but he ended up losing himself there, too... they both did.

good thing they have each other for support? maybe? and that sena's directing the both of them, even if "hold onto me" is a difficult task to do when his wrist is being grasped like that.

leo's still fighting those nagging thoughts in the back of his mind, and it feels like it's getting harder to push away, but he has to focus. a misstep means death, after all, but beyond that they'd said they'd support each other, so he can't-- be useless here. ]

We split up and covered more ground, but nothing ended up being safer than this, huh... What'd you run into out there, anyway? [ maybe that's half a distraction from the horrible death trap they're currently tiptoeing across, or maybe he just really wants to know. ] And, if you wanna shuffle back a little, Sena, we can swap and I'll lead.

[ not that he also isn't anxious and scared here, but heights are likely the least concerning thing for him here in this sea of terrible. ]