[Prussia looks over her bare shoulder--she's dressed in the Rose Bride's gown Utena had inflicted on her accidentally a while back, for convenience-- at the clanking noise of the plastic, and sighs. ] If anything, you should run for help if they get us, America. [It's not an order, but somewhat of a request, before she marches forward in her shortened dress into the unwelcoming terrain. So far, she keeps pointedly away from the caves.]
Who wants to bet we'll find her in a castle? [She tries to lighten the mood.]
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Who wants to bet we'll find her in a castle? [She tries to lighten the mood.]