Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20191020115318/@comment-30014014-20191025014758

(BTR)

Drapp hesitates for a moment. The living construct was still nearby and he had no illusion of comfort to the entombement of his mask. Still, two men in a sea of strange. They might as well land a hand to the other once in a while.

Constantly looking to the automata known as Aigis, Drapp carefully approaches fromt he opposite of where she was, slowly and deliberately. Being at the extreme range of clasing his hand on the sunken Jorge, Drapp does so, pulling away in his direction as to avoid accidentally crouching close to his automata "Well, for someone wary of this place, you seem no less at a belonging than most of them at te very least. I could ask you of your reason to be here if it feels like a dread-filled spot to you".