[He is already up, actually, since getting startled like that was enough to send him scrambling to his feet... The rest of her point is well taken, though.]
No, no, you're right, I'd... Really rather not.
[They are just skeletons, that much is clear, but. They still unsettle him. And his expression still reads as a bit queasy as he turns about in place, searching for a means of egress to the upper deck and spotting even more skeletons in the process.
Ryunosuke, takes a deep breath, trying to collect himself. Even if the girl seems less than fazed by the corpses strewn about, he still feels a sense of responsibility here, being the apparent adult in the situation. So he's got to toughen up for her sake. He strides towards the stairs, waving for her to follow.]
You... May want to stay behind me... These people have obviously been dead a long while, but we still shouldn't count out the possibility of danger ahead.
[While he walks and talks, he catches sight of a particular skeleton laying on the floor with a rusty old cutlass shoved through it's now non-existent guts. Grimacing, he reaches out with the intent of wrenching the blade free. He hates this sort of thing, but it won't do to go into a dangerous situation completely unarmed...]
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No, no, you're right, I'd... Really rather not.
[They are just skeletons, that much is clear, but. They still unsettle him. And his expression still reads as a bit queasy as he turns about in place, searching for a means of egress to the upper deck and spotting even more skeletons in the process.
Ryunosuke, takes a deep breath, trying to collect himself. Even if the girl seems less than fazed by the corpses strewn about, he still feels a sense of responsibility here, being the apparent adult in the situation. So he's got to toughen up for her sake. He strides towards the stairs, waving for her to follow.]
You... May want to stay behind me... These people have obviously been dead a long while, but we still shouldn't count out the possibility of danger ahead.
[While he walks and talks, he catches sight of a particular skeleton laying on the floor with a rusty old cutlass shoved through it's now non-existent guts. Grimacing, he reaches out with the intent of wrenching the blade free. He hates this sort of thing, but it won't do to go into a dangerous situation completely unarmed...]