[After pulling Henry up, Lucas will scootch a little to the side. He discreetly places his own thoroughly chapped and hands behind his back and summons up a bit of healing.]
Yeah, that's right. We can --
[His gaze turns out back beyond the church. Lucas squints.]
-- See, um. ...Everything.
[As with the view from the Ferris wheel, fog probably obscures everything they aren't meant to see as well.]
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Yeah, that's right. We can --
[His gaze turns out back beyond the church. Lucas squints.]
-- See, um. ...Everything.
[As with the view from the Ferris wheel, fog probably obscures everything they aren't meant to see as well.]