[While Tyr paused to think, Frey was busy taking in their surroundings, his thoughts rushing a mile a minute. How was he going to get back....? And what was Tyr planning? It couldn't be anything good.... and he couldn't exactly run.
So distracted is he by his thoughts, when Tyr bends down he jerks back, startled. he bites back a gasp when he grabs the leg, but that's replaced by a sharp, short scream as he shoves it back into it's socket. Slumping over a bit, he pants, not even able to stand at the moment as his leg throbs sharply.] P-Please wait...
/hands cough drop?
So distracted is he by his thoughts, when Tyr bends down he jerks back, startled. he bites back a gasp when he grabs the leg, but that's replaced by a sharp, short scream as he shoves it back into it's socket. Slumping over a bit, he pants, not even able to stand at the moment as his leg throbs sharply.] P-Please wait...