[The healers and helpers parting around him was expected. He had that sort of bearing to him, the sort that made him seem cold and unapproachable.
The wall, however, was rather unexpected. He walks into the wall a split second after he noticed he was about to walk into a wall, leaving him no time to actually...not walk into the wall.
The tips of his ears turn red. For a man as thin-faced as him this was absolutely unacceptable. He moves away from that arm at his shoulders...and bumps into the wall again...though this time shoulder first instead of face first.
He scowled.]
Don't touch me.
[He shies away from physical contact like someone unused to it. Then he straightens himself so he wasn't leaning so much on the wall.]
There is no such thing as a poison without a cure. I refuse to sit around just waiting for something to be done.
[He says it as if it were obvious, with the sort of defensive certainty of a man who would fight until his last breath for no other reason than stubbornness (and because he wanted to help).
He presses a hand to the wall and he squints a little because his vision is still blurry. He can't see where the door is but he's not about to admit it.]
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The wall, however, was rather unexpected. He walks into the wall a split second after he noticed he was about to walk into a wall, leaving him no time to actually...not walk into the wall.
The tips of his ears turn red. For a man as thin-faced as him this was absolutely unacceptable. He moves away from that arm at his shoulders...and bumps into the wall again...though this time shoulder first instead of face first.
He scowled.]
Don't touch me.
[He shies away from physical contact like someone unused to it. Then he straightens himself so he wasn't leaning so much on the wall.]
There is no such thing as a poison without a cure. I refuse to sit around just waiting for something to be done.
[He says it as if it were obvious, with the sort of defensive certainty of a man who would fight until his last breath for no other reason than stubbornness (and because he wanted to help).
He presses a hand to the wall and he squints a little because his vision is still blurry. He can't see where the door is but he's not about to admit it.]