And, sure, Daniel's rational mind can think of explanations for it. Chozen could just be a hallucination - it wouldn't be beyond what this place usually pulls, especially since it must have known he wanted to see the other man, to make sure he was alright, to apologize. Or Chozen could be pranking him all over again - and while some may say he wouldn't prank him with something that could obviously cause Daniel distress, but the other did threaten to kill him out in the woods as a 'fun' 'little' 'prank'.
But his heart won't have it. It's already running three miles ahead of him, bringing on the panicked worry that's so familiar to Daniel when it comes to other people's wellbeing, and even more so the wellbeing of people he cares about. He isn't even considering those rational explanations, because Chozen is here, but he's not moving. He's not reacting at all.
If anything, he almost seems--
Daniel drops to his knees in the sand next to the other figure, not caring about the wet sand getting all over his nice pants. His hand reaches out to latch onto the other's wrist, fingers pressing into the skin there firmly, but not enough to hurt. He's just looking for a pulse, and thankfully Daniel is at least met with that. Even if it's only a small relief in the middle of all of this. ]
What's wrong..? [ He tries to ask, even though it's not like he got a response a moment ago either. Maybe the words flow out of his mouth more instinctual than anything else - worried, caring - and the next moment he's already turning his head to try and find someone paying attention to the two of them around them.
He raises his voice, trying to grab anyone's attention - even though it makes the worry and rising panic in his voice all the more audible. ]
Hey, I-- I need some help here! [ .. it seems that everyone is a little too busy with other things for now though, since no one approaches, despite Daniel's attempt.
It makes the man turn his attention back to Chozen for now, frowning as he desperately tries to figure out what's going on here, or how to fix it. His hand moves, relinquishing its hold on the other's wrist to instead rest his hand right on top of where the other's fingers are curled like stone around the mug, like the contact is the only thing that's keeping Daniel from fully flipping out in this situation.
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And, sure, Daniel's rational mind can think of explanations for it. Chozen could just be a hallucination - it wouldn't be beyond what this place usually pulls, especially since it must have known he wanted to see the other man, to make sure he was alright, to apologize. Or Chozen could be pranking him all over again - and while some may say he wouldn't prank him with something that could obviously cause Daniel distress, but the other did threaten to kill him out in the woods as a 'fun' 'little' 'prank'.
But his heart won't have it. It's already running three miles ahead of him, bringing on the panicked worry that's so familiar to Daniel when it comes to other people's wellbeing, and even more so the wellbeing of people he cares about. He isn't even considering those rational explanations, because Chozen is here, but he's not moving. He's not reacting at all.
If anything, he almost seems--
Daniel drops to his knees in the sand next to the other figure, not caring about the wet sand getting all over his nice pants. His hand reaches out to latch onto the other's wrist, fingers pressing into the skin there firmly, but not enough to hurt. He's just looking for a pulse, and thankfully Daniel is at least met with that. Even if it's only a small relief in the middle of all of this. ]
What's wrong..? [ He tries to ask, even though it's not like he got a response a moment ago either. Maybe the words flow out of his mouth more instinctual than anything else - worried, caring - and the next moment he's already turning his head to try and find someone paying attention to the two of them around them.
He raises his voice, trying to grab anyone's attention - even though it makes the worry and rising panic in his voice all the more audible. ]
Hey, I-- I need some help here! [ .. it seems that everyone is a little too busy with other things for now though, since no one approaches, despite Daniel's attempt.
It makes the man turn his attention back to Chozen for now, frowning as he desperately tries to figure out what's going on here, or how to fix it. His hand moves, relinquishing its hold on the other's wrist to instead rest his hand right on top of where the other's fingers are curled like stone around the mug, like the contact is the only thing that's keeping Daniel from fully flipping out in this situation.
(His own hand trembles faintly.) ]