[He gets a few canned things, a strange packet of something brightly colored (gum), and they're off. Dimitri insists on carrying the things. Sylvain agrees to it. It's not like he's got a reason to fight it, after all.
They walk in silence for a while, and everything feels quiet and tense. Strange. Oppressive? Maybe it was just a him thing. Probably it was just a him thing. He doesn't want to admit it to Dimitri, as Dimitri was having a bad enough time without adding that to whatever it was he was thinking.
But then Dimitri speaks, noting that the bag was heavy.]
I can carry it. [But that doesn't feel right, and, besides, Dimitri likely wouldn't, doesn't like that.] Or just give me a handle. We can carry it together?
omfg they will DIE
They walk in silence for a while, and everything feels quiet and tense. Strange. Oppressive? Maybe it was just a him thing. Probably it was just a him thing. He doesn't want to admit it to Dimitri, as Dimitri was having a bad enough time without adding that to whatever it was he was thinking.
But then Dimitri speaks, noting that the bag was heavy.]
I can carry it. [But that doesn't feel right, and, besides, Dimitri likely wouldn't, doesn't like that.] Or just give me a handle. We can carry it together?