Konstantin pauses at that. There's no denying what she says; he did feel it. The.... fear. The things that seem impossible to convey. The biggest part of him still insists that it's surely all the work of some drug, administered to all of them somehow. But... he can't know that for sure. Can't prove it.
Whatever it is, people have died. Are dying. The man gazes at the ground for a long moment, cheerful demeanour sobering. In truth, he's afraid to face any of that again. To face it alone. Last time he was reduced to something childlike in his own fear, Vasiliy was there with him. He's been there with him every single day and every single night since his arrival to this place. Being alone is... difficult.
"Hopefully it won't happen again any time soon. I think the grouse would all go into panic and I don't know if I can wrangle them all by myself. Never done this before."
He manages a smile, trying to nudge back into something familiar and light-hearted, despite what's weighing on his heart and the lingering discomfort of speaking to someone whose mouth is covered in blood.
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Whatever it is, people have died. Are dying. The man gazes at the ground for a long moment, cheerful demeanour sobering. In truth, he's afraid to face any of that again. To face it alone. Last time he was reduced to something childlike in his own fear, Vasiliy was there with him. He's been there with him every single day and every single night since his arrival to this place. Being alone is... difficult.
"Hopefully it won't happen again any time soon. I think the grouse would all go into panic and I don't know if I can wrangle them all by myself. Never done this before."
He manages a smile, trying to nudge back into something familiar and light-hearted, despite what's weighing on his heart and the lingering discomfort of speaking to someone whose mouth is covered in blood.