โ. . . Oh dear.โ
Apologizing again?
Yeah, Sumi already knew the kind of individual that Cheval was in this moment.
โPlease, you don't need to keep apologizing. You should be proud of the skill you've cultivated.
Are you a big baseball fan?โ
"N-No no...! I just... didn't expect someone to be watching me..."
Cheval clung to her hat for a moment glancing around, not even looking Sumi in the eyes whilst she approached.
"I was just... spaced out... Sorry..."
โAh, I'm sorry.
Did I startle you? I was just passing by. . .โ
Ah, a timid one, huh?
Sumi would do her best to put Cheval's mind at ease. No aggression, no sudden movements. Just a calm, serene voice.
. . . Seems she remembered some things from her days as a trainer.
"N-No... I just do it a lot when I have things to think abou- EHHHH?!"
Cheval was startled after finally noticing Sumi's presence.
The timid Uma looking her direction for a couple seconds before swiftly looking away a flush crossing here cheeks.
"W-W-Where did you come from!"
โGo, fight, win.
Go, fiiiiight, wiiiiiiin.โ
Anything to make sure her girls win.
The desire to win; ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฏ๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ข๐ณ๐บ.
โWoooooooo.โ
Shaking those pom-poms.
The eventual sound of leather hitting chainlink fixing had garnered the womans attention. From the sidelines, crimson eyes observed.
And after a few moments--
She clapped; all while wearing a smile.
โWow. Very impressive.
You must put a ton of work in to be that good.โ