[The young man crouched in front of him looks in dire straits. Dito's seen this sort of thing before, in soldiers who were completely out of their depth, hunched over and shaking and whimpering like infants. It typically took someone with a gentle touch and a compassionate approach to snap them out of their panicky fugue.
Unfortunately for this poor sap, he gets Dito.
The Disciple's already feeling on edge as it is-- for some reason this room has him jumping at ghosts and looking over his shoulder every so often. There's a strong urge there, an urge to say something, but Dito doesn't have a clue what that is. So he's already in a rather irritable mood when he comes across this sorry sack of human waste blocking the path. Dito crosses his arms over his chest at the young man's shrill cry, utters an annoyed sigh that's a bit more shaky than he was hoping.]
If you're gonna just collapse into a puddle of useless, d'you mind doing it out of the way? Some of us have places to be.
As Above, So Below
Unfortunately for this poor sap, he gets Dito.
The Disciple's already feeling on edge as it is-- for some reason this room has him jumping at ghosts and looking over his shoulder every so often. There's a strong urge there, an urge to say something, but Dito doesn't have a clue what that is. So he's already in a rather irritable mood when he comes across this sorry sack of human waste blocking the path. Dito crosses his arms over his chest at the young man's shrill cry, utters an annoyed sigh that's a bit more shaky than he was hoping.]
If you're gonna just collapse into a puddle of useless, d'you mind doing it out of the way? Some of us have places to be.