[Ademnet makes no effort to be first through the door. The moment Mlynar's back is turned, Ademnet wipes his eyes in earnest, frustrated at his lack of composure. Looking weak and childish to strangers should be the least of his concerns, but it's also the only concern within his control. He should have control of it. It's shameful that he doesn't.
Ah, well. He'll just have to do better from now on.
Setting his jaw, he follows Mlynar through the doorway. The darkness puts him on instant alert, and he reaches out for the nearest wall--only to pull his hand back in disgust. What in the name of Toh...? Wiping his hand on his glittery pants, he leans in toward the wall, peering intently through the dark.]
Hey, uh-- [It occurs to him belatedly that he's never asked for his equine companion's name.] Look at these walls. I got a real bad feelin' we're bein' watched.
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Ah, well. He'll just have to do better from now on.
Setting his jaw, he follows Mlynar through the doorway. The darkness puts him on instant alert, and he reaches out for the nearest wall--only to pull his hand back in disgust. What in the name of Toh...? Wiping his hand on his glittery pants, he leans in toward the wall, peering intently through the dark.]
Hey, uh-- [It occurs to him belatedly that he's never asked for his equine companion's name.] Look at these walls. I got a real bad feelin' we're bein' watched.