[It's incredibly overwhelming, and Stahn's asking the obvious questions, and Leon knew it was coming but he still has no god damn idea. And he doesn't like that feeling, because when Stahn is looking to him to have the answers, he wants to have the answers. He's always had the answers before during their journey. He's always known what's going on and what they had to do.
But like this, plucked out of his comfort zone and tossed somewhere entirely alien, Leon knows basically nothing.
But, naturally, he's not going to admit that. To admit that would be to admit that he has no control over the situation, and the last time he had no control over the situation--
Well, they all know how that went down. Instead, he glances around them. The bustle is intense here, as are the lights and crowds and... everything, but from the advertisements he can see and the stores (they are stores, right?), it seems to be a recreational area... of some sort. Maybe.
Where's a map when you need one?
The silence drags a bit as he looks around, trying to not be painfully obvious about having no idea what to do next, but, well.... he has no idea. And "Let's wander and hope for the best" doesn't sound like a very good plan, even if it's the only plan they've got. (Suddenly, he feels incredibly tired, as if the entire situation is starting to catch up to him.)]
This... doesn't look like the place to find lodgings of any sort. [He sighs softly under his breath.] We'll have to look elsewhere.
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But like this, plucked out of his comfort zone and tossed somewhere entirely alien, Leon knows basically nothing.
But, naturally, he's not going to admit that. To admit that would be to admit that he has no control over the situation, and the last time he had no control over the situation--
Well, they all know how that went down. Instead, he glances around them. The bustle is intense here, as are the lights and crowds and... everything, but from the advertisements he can see and the stores (they are stores, right?), it seems to be a recreational area... of some sort. Maybe.
Where's a map when you need one?
The silence drags a bit as he looks around, trying to not be painfully obvious about having no idea what to do next, but, well.... he has no idea. And "Let's wander and hope for the best" doesn't sound like a very good plan, even if it's the only plan they've got. (Suddenly, he feels incredibly tired, as if the entire situation is starting to catch up to him.)]
This... doesn't look like the place to find lodgings of any sort. [He sighs softly under his breath.] We'll have to look elsewhere.
[That sounds...somewhat competent, right?]