[When Pepita drops him down, he goes right to his knees. He can just barely bring himself to look up at her, and when he looks she'll find in his face anger, betrayal, desperation, a deep, deep pain-- but no hate. As she breaks her gaze, his head immediately drops back down, a breaking breath like a sob from him, but nothing more.
The moment they reach their destination and he's released properly back to the earth, he walks but a few feet, to the nearest wall he can slump against. He stares blankly ahead until sporadic gold flickers bring him to draw in on himself.]
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The moment they reach their destination and he's released properly back to the earth, he walks but a few feet, to the nearest wall he can slump against. He stares blankly ahead until sporadic gold flickers bring him to draw in on himself.]