[He feels the change in him like a change in air pressure, an incoming storm.]
--I'm okay. I promise, it's only a little scratch.
[He would show him right now, but it would mean letting go of Min and he's not at all prepared to do that. He keeps a firm hold on that wrist, but a more gentle touch to his shoulder with his free hand.]
We're going home, okay? We're going back to your place.
[But, he doesn't actually move to make them leave. Instead, Tomo forms in a cloud of smoke on Ryan's shoulder.]
Tomo? Go figure out where the closest lamp is.
[They squeak in the affirmative and bamf from one perch to the next to the next to avoid getting trampled in the crowd. Ryan turns his attention back to Min, and gives his shoulder a squeeze.]
Can you hear me, Min? We're going to go. Tomo's going to find us the quickest way, and then we'll go. Okay?
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--I'm okay. I promise, it's only a little scratch.
[He would show him right now, but it would mean letting go of Min and he's not at all prepared to do that. He keeps a firm hold on that wrist, but a more gentle touch to his shoulder with his free hand.]
We're going home, okay? We're going back to your place.
[But, he doesn't actually move to make them leave. Instead, Tomo forms in a cloud of smoke on Ryan's shoulder.]
Tomo? Go figure out where the closest lamp is.
[They squeak in the affirmative and bamf from one perch to the next to the next to avoid getting trampled in the crowd. Ryan turns his attention back to Min, and gives his shoulder a squeeze.]
Can you hear me, Min? We're going to go. Tomo's going to find us the quickest way, and then we'll go. Okay?