crowneddragon: (Grin_sketch)
Esteban Drake ([personal profile] crowneddragon) wrote in [community profile] middleofsomewhere 2022-02-25 03:58 am (UTC)

There's a bit of a snicker as Esteban turns back to stare at the street he'd just crossed, a hand rubbing at the back of his head as he looks at the people in their strange boxes cursing up a storm.

Oops. They moved a lot faster than he had thought they could-- and Esteban trained horses on occasion when his fire spinning skills weren't enough. He pauses in his panting long enough to shout a "Sorry!" over the crowd, and though they seem grumpy, it's almost as if-- he doesn't matter in the next ten seconds. What an odd place.

But yes! Here he is! He found Jake, and when his companion starts speaking, Esteban turns his attention back to him again, gathering the last of his rushed breath into steadier patterns.

Hmm. Loaded question.

But close enough to the truth. Esteban's grin dims a bit as he watches his companion, truly not wanting to rip him away from his own world-- there's a lot he wishes he could see, and even the brief, brief glimpses he gets of it make him curious enough to have infinite questions. But now is... not the time to linger. Not the time to stay. His head shifts to the side, as he watches Jake, truly worried for him even if he's glad to find him again.

"Yeah. You okay?" Well. Loaded question back, he supposes. "We can't... leave you here. The tethers're still there, an' the train--" Well... They are all tied to it. For better or worse.

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