[Oof. Siffrin staggers to their feet, shakes out their fur, and tests each paw one by one. They're very sore and bruised and scraped up - they're sure Guilmon is too - but fortunately, they don't seem to have broken or sprained anything.]
[Siffrin should've been more careful. Stupid. Just climb down the cliff, yeah, sure! What an idiot they are --]
[...] Y-yeah.
[While Guilmon is recording and sending the sea spray, Siffrin inspects the ledge they're on, then the cliffside next to them. They pace back and forth, testing the cliffside with their paw.]
...ugh. We might have to swim out... [This far down, it's all rock. Claws are good and all, but can Guilmon actually dig through this? Siffrin certainly can't.]
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[Siffrin should've been more careful. Stupid. Just climb down the cliff, yeah, sure! What an idiot they are --]
[...] Y-yeah.
[While Guilmon is recording and sending the sea spray, Siffrin inspects the ledge they're on, then the cliffside next to them. They pace back and forth, testing the cliffside with their paw.]
...ugh. We might have to swim out... [This far down, it's all rock. Claws are good and all, but can Guilmon actually dig through this? Siffrin certainly can't.]