Maro: *after around half an hour there were no more harpoons being shot.* ...seems it's clear?
Iris: I swear if you just jinxed us.

Maro: It can't have infinite amounts of harpoons... surely it'l- *a harpoon flies by their head, cutting their cheek.* . . .
Iris: let's uh, focus on NOT being speared.

(Dw, gl with that!)
Maro: *He kept moving forward, occasionally pulling the two out of the way of more harpoons.*

Maro: *he pulls the two to the side as another harpoon shoots, going past where they were seconds ago.*
Iris: . . . . . tha-
Maro: Silence, must focus.

Maro: *he puts his arm up to stop the two, sniffing the air.* ......
Iris: Is something wrong, Freak?