[Ralph climbs over, trying to keep as much distance between them as practical in this situation. He also does his best to keep Ginko in his line of sight. They were up pretty high, and it wouldn't be that hard for the other boy to push him. His knuckles turn white on the roots, and only once there's a solid meter and a half between them again does he feel comfortable turning his back to him.
At first he climbs away without saying anything more. He has to finish scouting this place out. But the tree is a circle after all, and before too long he's gone around the ring of the tree. The roots are open and splayed. From what he's seen there's many ways to climb through them, and a number of good spots with horizontal thick roots comfortable to sit on, and tangles to hide behind. The only downside he sees is that he's not the only one who knows about it.
Which brings him back, both physically and mentally, to the strange white haired child.
Once again he keeps his distance, but settles into his own sitting position, legs dangling over the side of a branch, palms bracing himself on either side.]
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At first he climbs away without saying anything more. He has to finish scouting this place out. But the tree is a circle after all, and before too long he's gone around the ring of the tree. The roots are open and splayed. From what he's seen there's many ways to climb through them, and a number of good spots with horizontal thick roots comfortable to sit on, and tangles to hide behind. The only downside he sees is that he's not the only one who knows about it.
Which brings him back, both physically and mentally, to the strange white haired child.
Once again he keeps his distance, but settles into his own sitting position, legs dangling over the side of a branch, palms bracing himself on either side.]
So what are you doing up here?