[Oops. Maybe he should have stayed to the smaller side roads... But he really didn't want to get lost, and like, what if something fell and he was stuck in an alley or something?]
[He stops, the fear of those long minutes of shaking and the gut wrenching awfulness of not knowing where his friends are filters into a somewhat annoyed look at his search being slowed down--though it's nowhere near as bad as the way the Houndour at his feet is looking at Ky, positioned between the two of them like she's just sure Ky will try to hurt him. At least Feliks recognizes his uniform, and as a fairly religious sort of layperson, is unlikely to be too aggressive to a Sword without provocation.]
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[He stops, the fear of those long minutes of shaking and the gut wrenching awfulness of not knowing where his friends are filters into a somewhat annoyed look at his search being slowed down--though it's nowhere near as bad as the way the Houndour at his feet is looking at Ky, positioned between the two of them like she's just sure Ky will try to hurt him. At least Feliks recognizes his uniform, and as a fairly religious sort of layperson, is unlikely to be too aggressive to a Sword without provocation.]
[Provocation always makes matters different.]
How come?