[ He offers a quick nod in turn; his pace picking up. Even as he feels the exhaustion start to hit him, he keeps pushing forward. ]
Difficult [ Huff. ] to [ Wheeze. ] Answer.
[ Artemy meant more that he wasn't sure if he was okay or not; rather than it was difficult for him to answer purely because they were running for their lives at the moment. ]
Right. Cousin.
[ That much he can say. His steps sound heavy on the street; it's drowned out by the chaos that is going on around them. Their pursuers most likely got swept up in some other crowd that is rushing elsewhere. He lets out a wet heaving sigh as he locates a spot that seems relatively safe -- out of the scrambling flood of people anyway.
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Difficult [ Huff. ] to [ Wheeze. ] Answer.
[ Artemy meant more that he wasn't sure if he was okay or not; rather than it was difficult for him to answer purely because they were running for their lives at the moment. ]
Right. Cousin.
[ That much he can say. His steps sound heavy on the street; it's drowned out by the chaos that is going on around them. Their pursuers most likely got swept up in some other crowd that is rushing elsewhere. He lets out a wet heaving sigh as he locates a spot that seems relatively safe -- out of the scrambling flood of people anyway.
Only when they are there does he let her down. ]