Chimper #3863
They see the path before the stones are even moved, their partner always says, clapping a hand on Shoumei's shoulder. For years in Waterfall City, Shoumei did little more than shore up the rock stairs, blushing whenever a frog merchant made eye contact. They could feel the city's heartbeat through their feet, sensing every crack, but were too shy to speak up. That changed when a boisterous boat-builder found them staring at the base of the great fish statue. Instead of scoffing, the builder asked what they saw. Shoumei mumbled about a fracture that would split the plaza in the next rainy season. The builder listened. They've been inseparable since. One provides the loud laugh; the other simply lays a hand on the earth and sees the way forward.
