[After a bit of man-handling, the albino manages to pull the guy back into the relative safety of the mall. Though the door was only open for a few seconds, some of the mist slips into the door, and Gintoki inadvertently inhales some. Immediately his lungs feel as if they tense.
He pushes against the door to close it, and the door closes easily thanks to their combined effort. And yet even with the door closed, Gintoki clutches the handle as he attempts to catch his breath.
The run over here couldn't have winded him that much. No... that shit definitely had snaked its way into his lungs. His brows furrow before he lifts his gaze to exchange a look with the other.]
The hell did... you come from? You try to leave and turn back around, huh? [He asks, looking to avert his attention from the dull ache in his chest to a conversation. Any sort of conversation. He catches the other trembling and reaches over to slap a hand to his shoulder. He gives it a squeeze in hopes of reassuring the other in the wake of rushing adrenaline.]
Oh no worries!!
He pushes against the door to close it, and the door closes easily thanks to their combined effort. And yet even with the door closed, Gintoki clutches the handle as he attempts to catch his breath.
The run over here couldn't have winded him that much. No... that shit definitely had snaked its way into his lungs. His brows furrow before he lifts his gaze to exchange a look with the other.]
The hell did... you come from? You try to leave and turn back around, huh? [He asks, looking to avert his attention from the dull ache in his chest to a conversation. Any sort of conversation. He catches the other trembling and reaches over to slap a hand to his shoulder. He gives it a squeeze in hopes of reassuring the other in the wake of rushing adrenaline.]