Wait wait wait wait, Prior knows that look. Richie quits mid sentence and looks like something's struck him right in the third eye, and Prior's not sure how, given that he's usually on the other side of such things, but it's all incredibly familiar. He's already working on pushing himself up from the floor, a frustratingly slow process but made quicker when he ignores both pain and caution, when Richie snaps back into the world and darts over, pawing at his face.
And now he's blinking wide eyed up into the concerned expression of a kid who can't be out all of his milk teeth, trying to make sense of - cheek meat?]
The limp's an... old war wound. [True, even if Prior was just a hair too young to have been conscripted for conflict, his body's been signed up all the same.] What just happened? What did you see?
[There's a particular degree of caution to it, familiarity breeding wariness of what proclamations may be made. What he doesn't do is connect back to a dark alley, glimpsing Richie through the flaming torches of an actual mob.]
BAM DOUBLE HITTER
Wait wait wait wait, Prior knows that look. Richie quits mid sentence and looks like something's struck him right in the third eye, and Prior's not sure how, given that he's usually on the other side of such things, but it's all incredibly familiar. He's already working on pushing himself up from the floor, a frustratingly slow process but made quicker when he ignores both pain and caution, when Richie snaps back into the world and darts over, pawing at his face.
And now he's blinking wide eyed up into the concerned expression of a kid who can't be out all of his milk teeth, trying to make sense of - cheek meat?]
The limp's an... old war wound. [True, even if Prior was just a hair too young to have been conscripted for conflict, his body's been signed up all the same.] What just happened? What did you see?
[There's a particular degree of caution to it, familiarity breeding wariness of what proclamations may be made. What he doesn't do is connect back to a dark alley, glimpsing Richie through the flaming torches of an actual mob.]