[Blue eyes...does that remind him of someone? Maybe someone who made smart remarks? He can't place it.
And in any case, that's not important right now. Let us away, indeed.
The heat when he walks through the door is so intense that he instinctively throws an arm up in front of his face as if to ward it off. But he drops the arm after a moment, and it only takes another moment to notice the sign, the counter, and the pool of sand with absolutely nothing around it that someone could tie a rope to, if there was one to be found.
Well. He's certainly not going to leave someone buried in a pit of sand. The fellow may have some remarkable healing abilities, but Młynar has no reason to assume that's any proof against suffocation.
He pulls his shirt up from under the jacket to cover his nose and mouth, closes his eyes, and jumps in. He starts pushing his way to the center immediately - it's the worst spot to need to be rescued from, so by the logic of whatever hell this is it's the first place to go.]
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And in any case, that's not important right now. Let us away, indeed.
The heat when he walks through the door is so intense that he instinctively throws an arm up in front of his face as if to ward it off. But he drops the arm after a moment, and it only takes another moment to notice the sign, the counter, and the pool of sand with absolutely nothing around it that someone could tie a rope to, if there was one to be found.
Well. He's certainly not going to leave someone buried in a pit of sand. The fellow may have some remarkable healing abilities, but Młynar has no reason to assume that's any proof against suffocation.
He pulls his shirt up from under the jacket to cover his nose and mouth, closes his eyes, and jumps in. He starts pushing his way to the center immediately - it's the worst spot to need to be rescued from, so by the logic of whatever hell this is it's the first place to go.]