"Fourth floor, east wing." If Gyre were reading the signs, he would realize that they were on the first floor, in the west wing. Of course, Garrot knows that they're actually going to the third floor, west wing. Two flights of stairs. In case anyone was listening. "Let's go."
He gives Gyre another gentle pat on the shoulder and then increases his pace, opening the door to the stairs like it was nothing and stomp-stomp-stomping up them. Garrot's body is still working, even if his mood isn't. But soon they reach the door, clearly labelled "3F, West" and Garrot opens it, holding it so his friend can go through.
It's dark. Creepily so. The power's off beyond the threshold. There's a bit more of a draft, due to the gaping holes in one room, and Gyre may recognize some features. This is where Sxicq was.
"We're here, come on." Garrot knows how weird this looks and how he just blatantly lied. But he can't keep doing this, he just needs to get everyone together and it'll all be fine. So his eyes get that sad, hurt look again and his ears even start to droop like when he was normal. By his standards. "It's safe. Please?"
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He gives Gyre another gentle pat on the shoulder and then increases his pace, opening the door to the stairs like it was nothing and stomp-stomp-stomping up them. Garrot's body is still working, even if his mood isn't. But soon they reach the door, clearly labelled "3F, West" and Garrot opens it, holding it so his friend can go through.
It's dark. Creepily so. The power's off beyond the threshold. There's a bit more of a draft, due to the gaping holes in one room, and Gyre may recognize some features. This is where Sxicq was.
"We're here, come on." Garrot knows how weird this looks and how he just blatantly lied. But he can't keep doing this, he just needs to get everyone together and it'll all be fine. So his eyes get that sad, hurt look again and his ears even start to droop like when he was normal. By his standards. "It's safe. Please?"