[ The yelling oddly makes him think of Nott. It's the same brand of aggressive defense Caleb suspects she'd have directed at anyone still trying to press a chainsaw (a chainsaw?) on Caleb back at home.
But still, he should be fighting his own battles. Or at least finding the balance between presenting a pitiful figure and attracting too much attention. He's back to square one in a lot of ways, and Caleb finds himself uncertain of how he had once managed to walk that line. ]
I just need some air.
[ Though he doesn't really object to the idea of missing out on hacking up corpses of monsters he has yet to identify. ]
Lead the way.
[ Caleb knew the way. But he at least waits until he's sure he isn't going to be striding away alone to set the pace. But then, as the silence stretches, Caleb realizes he might be expected to make conversation, and that's not going to be great. He glances nervously at his newfound companion, eyebrows raising in alarm. ]
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But still, he should be fighting his own battles. Or at least finding the balance between presenting a pitiful figure and attracting too much attention. He's back to square one in a lot of ways, and Caleb finds himself uncertain of how he had once managed to walk that line. ]
I just need some air.
[ Though he doesn't really object to the idea of missing out on hacking up corpses of monsters he has yet to identify. ]
Lead the way.
[ Caleb knew the way. But he at least waits until he's sure he isn't going to be striding away alone to set the pace. But then, as the silence stretches, Caleb realizes he might be expected to make conversation, and that's not going to be great. He glances nervously at his newfound companion, eyebrows raising in alarm. ]