[There's too much stuffed into his head - the dead dog, the megaphone coming from the dead dog, the eyeball coming out of the dead dog, the cone full of worms. The incredibly ripped guy on the seat in front of him. The... Everything.]
[He does have to mutter, more to himself:] Well, I will never get on a carnival ride again, after seeing that. [And then belatedly, as his senses come back to him, he realizes they fell in a pile. The other guy was grabbing at his clothes, too; his cloak is off his shoulders. Oh, Goddess, why this.]
[With a sheepish laugh, as he begins to extract himself from where Kakyoin grabbed his clothes:] Ah... I am sorry about this. It seems to be happening a lot, lately. [He extends a hand once he's almost to his feet - need help?]
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[There's too much stuffed into his head - the dead dog, the megaphone coming from the dead dog, the eyeball coming out of the dead dog, the cone full of worms. The incredibly ripped guy on the seat in front of him. The... Everything.]
[He does have to mutter, more to himself:] Well, I will never get on a carnival ride again, after seeing that. [And then belatedly, as his senses come back to him, he realizes they fell in a pile. The other guy was grabbing at his clothes, too; his cloak is off his shoulders. Oh, Goddess, why this.]
[With a sheepish laugh, as he begins to extract himself from where Kakyoin grabbed his clothes:] Ah... I am sorry about this. It seems to be happening a lot, lately. [He extends a hand once he's almost to his feet - need help?]