The true weight of the situation is now, finally, beginning to sink in. Castor sways very slightly but manages to keep his balance.
"Oh," he says thickly. "Um. Okay."
This is ridiculous. He can't just take one guy's word for it, but he doesn't know what to do, where to turn. Inoue never prepared him for anything like this. No one did. There is no preparation, no straight series of tasks. What is he supposed to do?
"Wh... what do I..." He shakes his head quickly, as though trying to expel that particular concern. "I'm sorry, I don't unders... I don't know what to do."
He's starting to get antsy, feeling like he should get away from this man. Not because he's threatened, not at all, just - it's too much. He's afraid he'll collapse, and he doesn't want it to be in front of someone he's just met.
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"Oh," he says thickly. "Um. Okay."
This is ridiculous. He can't just take one guy's word for it, but he doesn't know what to do, where to turn. Inoue never prepared him for anything like this. No one did. There is no preparation, no straight series of tasks. What is he supposed to do?
"Wh... what do I..." He shakes his head quickly, as though trying to expel that particular concern. "I'm sorry, I don't unders... I don't know what to do."
He's starting to get antsy, feeling like he should get away from this man. Not because he's threatened, not at all, just - it's too much. He's afraid he'll collapse, and he doesn't want it to be in front of someone he's just met.