[He'll just keep going, really. Until they've left the pleasure district behind, until there's no sound of trickling water remaining--
And then he huffs out a breath, exhaustedly, and slumps against the side of the nearest building. He's not soaked anymore, since wandering Cerealia has dried him a little, but he still drips, and mostly... he's just not feeling all too great after this.
Unsurprisingly, really. Panic attacks will do that to a person.]
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And then he huffs out a breath, exhaustedly, and slumps against the side of the nearest building. He's not soaked anymore, since wandering Cerealia has dried him a little, but he still drips, and mostly... he's just not feeling all too great after this.
Unsurprisingly, really. Panic attacks will do that to a person.]