[He lets his arm be taken and lets himself be taken along whichever direction Alhaitham may end up choosing -- everything looks very similar in all directions anyways, though it's not yet a case of the fog and the storm hemming them in. It's just a little bit of a rain from the forest above: cables slithering closer, lightning-electricity jumping between them, feathers and not leaves drifting down to join Katan's, dark as ash. The length of the dance floor looks a little more promising, burnished almost gold in comparison.
(His arm feels by turns incorrect and insubstantial, not quite like a container of flesh or bone at all -- when pulled or under pressure there's too much give and too much stretch as though his skeleton or muscles or everything is slowly liquifying, quietly under the intermittent lights.)
He ignores that as well, with the ease of practice.]
I don't know that there will be any useful answers, though. We may be better served just to keep moving.
[And yet what answers will they find following only the dance floor if everything goes to that fog? Might as well try and reach the edge, so that's where they go.] There's a chance we find the way out instead.
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[He lets his arm be taken and lets himself be taken along whichever direction Alhaitham may end up choosing -- everything looks very similar in all directions anyways, though it's not yet a case of the fog and the storm hemming them in. It's just a little bit of a rain from the forest above: cables slithering closer, lightning-electricity jumping between them, feathers and not leaves drifting down to join Katan's, dark as ash. The length of the dance floor looks a little more promising, burnished almost gold in comparison.
(His arm feels by turns incorrect and insubstantial, not quite like a container of flesh or bone at all -- when pulled or under pressure there's too much give and too much stretch as though his skeleton or muscles or everything is slowly liquifying, quietly under the intermittent lights.)
He ignores that as well, with the ease of practice.]
I don't know that there will be any useful answers, though. We may be better served just to keep moving.
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