[ With a forlorn look, he leaves the sandwich alone...
The walk through the city is a disquieting one, but much more peaceful than any walk through Prehevil. No one running out with knives or bear traps in hand. He involuntarily shudders.
Still, as they walk, he involuntarily glances towards dark, shadowed areas. He cranes his neck to try to get a better look, but he doesn't see one mouse scurrying to safety.
He frowns briefly but says nothing for the rest of the walk. Silence is preferred with him; it allows him to sort his thoughts out. He can't help but sigh every time he worries about their -- what are they? Friends? Maybe...
As soon as they enter the office, he folds his arms in front of his chest. His earlier thoughts come back to him. Doctors in any situation are worth their weight in gold. His stare turns icy cold as he fixes his gaze on Daan. ]
Well... you said you're all right, but are you sure you're not running yourself ragged?
[ Yes, his concern wasn't that people would take advantage of Daan since he rarely ever likes to think the worst of strangers without witnessing something himself; his concern was that Daan, realizing the situation he found himself in, had been wearing himself out helping others. ]
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The walk through the city is a disquieting one, but much more peaceful than any walk through Prehevil. No one running out with knives or bear traps in hand. He involuntarily shudders.
Still, as they walk, he involuntarily glances towards dark, shadowed areas. He cranes his neck to try to get a better look, but he doesn't see one mouse scurrying to safety.
He frowns briefly but says nothing for the rest of the walk. Silence is preferred with him; it allows him to sort his thoughts out. He can't help but sigh every time he worries about their -- what are they? Friends? Maybe...
As soon as they enter the office, he folds his arms in front of his chest. His earlier thoughts come back to him. Doctors in any situation are worth their weight in gold. His stare turns icy cold as he fixes his gaze on Daan. ]
Well... you said you're all right, but are you sure you're not running yourself ragged?
[ Yes, his concern wasn't that people would take advantage of Daan since he rarely ever likes to think the worst of strangers without witnessing something himself; his concern was that Daan, realizing the situation he found himself in, had been wearing himself out helping others. ]