Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26288702-20180310221203/@comment-30014014-20180429204202

Prad's mind was focused on lessening the aftermath, therefore having no space to actively liten to their conversation. However, the words of Jorge were unavoidable to his ears, briefly snapping him out of focus. His head snaps up, eyes bright with hope, almost getting up from his rock "Ohh, he's back! I should che--

He stops, looking at his hands again. With the recovery of the man, comes also that near friendly fire incident. Prad turns away, catching a brief glimpse of Tirush shouting back at the undead count, his irises reflecting horrid abominations "...never mind..."