[Stahn's right about expecting Leon to be off-kilter. Despite the assistance, Leon still feels pretty sick, vertigo somewhat off and breathing still a little unsteady. He's not going to hesitate to exit the train as soon as the doors slide open, doing his absolute best to keep his walking steady instead of straight out staggering. It's a close call, but somehow he manages it, even keeping his back straight and his chin up through a great deal of willpower.
As soon as they've made it out of the enclosed space, things are a bit better though. He can breathe more easily, at least, and he's sure the rest will settle down soon enough (or so he hopes). It helps that he's on solid, unmoving ground now, even if everything still feels a little unsteady.
Ugh.
Chaltier murmurs his concern, a quiet, "Young master?", and Leon mutters in response, hushing him.] Later, Chal.
[They can talk about it later, but not now. He's not interested in that right now.
Either way, he's so focused on that that it takes him a moment to actually look up--and then up. And up and up and up. These buildings are so tall, what the heck......... it's almost enough to distract him from how he's feeling.]
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As soon as they've made it out of the enclosed space, things are a bit better though. He can breathe more easily, at least, and he's sure the rest will settle down soon enough (or so he hopes). It helps that he's on solid, unmoving ground now, even if everything still feels a little unsteady.
Ugh.
Chaltier murmurs his concern, a quiet, "Young master?", and Leon mutters in response, hushing him.] Later, Chal.
[They can talk about it later, but not now. He's not interested in that right now.
Either way, he's so focused on that that it takes him a moment to actually look up--and then up. And up and up and up. These buildings are so tall, what the heck......... it's almost enough to distract him from how he's feeling.]