"Huh? What the...? Where am I? It's so dark, I can't see anything," Akila muttered to himself with a frown, cautiously moving his hands out to try and find a wall to follow, before a startled squeal rang out as his right hand clamped around something small and soft.
"H-Hey...!"
"That voice...is that you, Kia? Oh, thank goodness, I thought I was alone in here. Which raises the question, where exactly is 'here'? I can't see a thing?" Responded Akila, as he let out a sigh of relief.
"I-I don't know, b-but, um...could you please let go?"
"Huh?"
"Y-Your hand is-...n-no, don't squeeze!"
Akila's eyes widened as he realized what he was touching, immediately letting go and jerking his arm back like it'd been shocked, a mortified look on his face.
"I-I'm so sorry, that wasn't on purpose, I swear! Go on, you can punch me, as hard as you want! Or a kick, slap, stab, whatever you want, I-...!"
