(No other trees seem to be falling, at least not yet. Mayyyybe it was nothin'? I mean, for a given definition of nothing.)
(...Ah. But there's a very distant sound of infuriated yelling, too. Hard to make out who it even is, but it's probably a human being of some persuasion.)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-Gracia is still trying to communicate with Kyo, to little success-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?<Ghhh-! Oh, OH, so NOW you call! I'm A LITTLE busy...!>
(...yyyyyyeah, the warranty on this one is probs expired.)
(Another tree is hit and bursts into flames outside of a very thickly-wooded area, from which the upsetting noises appear to be emanating.)
W-would you please! I abjectly refuse to make any more of this devilish concoction!
For CHRISSAKE just three more grams! I haven't even found her yet and... Ohhhh shit. Do we have a fucking tail now?!
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019

(Red-Eyes B. Miyu has since relegated towards the roof, trying to get herself in an actual R-and-R mood for once)
(until she sees the LIGHTNING BOLT at least four kilometers away in the forest)
...?
...
(she stands up, and begins to make her way down and over there)
(somehow climbing down the ladder of the roof with only one good arm)