Llewellyn had been looking for more survivors, vaguely wishing sand was less like sand at the moment. He didn’t dislike beaches exactly; it was just being exhausted, and trying to walk on sand was not exactly fun for someone who had trouble walking on flat ground on a good day.
He was tired; he was hungry, ironically he was also pretty close to puking up whatever was left in his stomach, and he was pretty sure the whole adrenaline high was finally wearing down. So that was fun. When he heard a rather colourful nickname being thrown his way, he turned on his heel a little too fast and nearly toppled. Arms thrown out to regain balance with a wobble as he looked at the teen addressing him.
Oh, he remembered seeing her on the plane... Right, relief... Happy to see another living person. That was the proper reaction, maybe don’t freak out like had with Cassian.
“Uh— hey!” He was about to reply that he was ‘good’ for someone who’d been in a plane crash, when he noted the blood on her shirt and his eyes widened comically. “Are you bleeding??”
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He was tired; he was hungry, ironically he was also pretty close to puking up whatever was left in his stomach, and he was pretty sure the whole adrenaline high was finally wearing down. So that was fun. When he heard a rather colourful nickname being thrown his way, he turned on his heel a little too fast and nearly toppled. Arms thrown out to regain balance with a wobble as he looked at the teen addressing him.
Oh, he remembered seeing her on the plane... Right, relief... Happy to see another living person. That was the proper reaction, maybe don’t freak out like had with Cassian.
“Uh— hey!” He was about to reply that he was ‘good’ for someone who’d been in a plane crash, when he noted the blood on her shirt and his eyes widened comically. “Are you bleeding??”
Eloquent.