[Claude's cunning scheme had been to attract the attention of someone who might have a better throwing arm than him or who could recommend someone, so he doesn't expect it when Miyako just plays along with his obvious nonsense.
But, well, he's committed, why not try? He rolls up his sleeves of the clothes he was given after arriving.]
All right, I'll give it a shot. [He winds up his throwing arm -- which, admittedly, has more force to it than an ordinary teen's would, being an archer and all -- and flings it up as hard as he can.
It goes a respectable distance! But nowhere near hitting the water. Which is when gravity inevitably begins to pull it back to the ground.]
Ah, look out! [He grabs Miyako and pulls her out of the way before the stone can crack either of them on the head.]
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But, well, he's committed, why not try? He rolls up his sleeves of the clothes he was given after arriving.]
All right, I'll give it a shot. [He winds up his throwing arm -- which, admittedly, has more force to it than an ordinary teen's would, being an archer and all -- and flings it up as hard as he can.
It goes a respectable distance! But nowhere near hitting the water. Which is when gravity inevitably begins to pull it back to the ground.]
Ah, look out! [He grabs Miyako and pulls her out of the way before the stone can crack either of them on the head.]