He blinks, then pointedly gestures toward the fallen man, somewhat overdramatically. No, that wasn't him! It was that guy! The guy who, after a moment of gesturing from Wei Wuxian, lets out a final, conciliatory toot, which doesn't sound any less like it might be coming from Wei Wuxian.
His pained look is utterly unfeigned, and he gives up gesturing with a sigh, even as said refugee, now out for the count, starts very softly snoring. He nods his head to Madoka, then looks to her progress with the equaliser, and then...
... The passed out man passes gas one more time, and he simply gives up on today on every level, including the concept of dignity. He catches sight of another person incoming, though they're tripping over a sleeping bag they're still wearing, feet peeping out of the bottom, head out of the top, and holding a rock that they attempt to throw with their arms still caught up in the sleeping back.
It's not a big rock. It's about palm sized. It also falls flat before them with a thump, and they look down, muttering. "The truth will be known, this falsehood will end, we will... rock... you?"
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His pained look is utterly unfeigned, and he gives up gesturing with a sigh, even as said refugee, now out for the count, starts very softly snoring. He nods his head to Madoka, then looks to her progress with the equaliser, and then...
... The passed out man passes gas one more time, and he simply gives up on today on every level, including the concept of dignity. He catches sight of another person incoming, though they're tripping over a sleeping bag they're still wearing, feet peeping out of the bottom, head out of the top, and holding a rock that they attempt to throw with their arms still caught up in the sleeping back.
It's not a big rock. It's about palm sized. It also falls flat before them with a thump, and they look down, muttering. "The truth will be known, this falsehood will end, we will... rock... you?"