[HE'S A BALL OF WINTER CLOTHING WARMTH it's true... But he'll turn around in a little semi-circle after that, brow furrowed. He's not even sure which way the apartments are anymore, even if he can remember the direction that he had just come from.]
...Let's go that way, then; there isn't anything back there.
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...Let's go that way, then; there isn't anything back there.
[Pointing forward!]