[At the question of a bucket, Tsuyu nods-she's gotten somewhat comfortable sitting near this egg however, so rather than getting up to grab it she pulls down her scarf somewhat-this is easier.
-yyyyyoink-; a long froggy tongue shoots past toward where she'd been aiming to start fishing before, grabbing the bucket she'd prepared and pulling it over with potentially alarming ease, holding it toward Kaldur.] Here, [she says, somehow without difficulty despite this.] Thank you again for this; it's very much appreciated.
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-yyyyyoink-; a long froggy tongue shoots past toward where she'd been aiming to start fishing before, grabbing the bucket she'd prepared and pulling it over with potentially alarming ease, holding it toward Kaldur.] Here, [she says, somehow without difficulty despite this.] Thank you again for this; it's very much appreciated.