( well, he's comforted by the fact that he's not alone in feeling absolutely terrible. he doesn't want to show it, of course, but it's very difficult.
he sighs, shoulders sagging as he presses a hand against his head. )
Yes, I feel something similar.
( boke shaking, head drilling, all that. when the noise sounds again and he winces, he finds himself really thinking seriously about the blizzard and chancing it. )
What are the chances that there's somewhere in this place that's quiet and protected from this noise?
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he sighs, shoulders sagging as he presses a hand against his head. )
Yes, I feel something similar.
( boke shaking, head drilling, all that. when the noise sounds again and he winces, he finds himself really thinking seriously about the blizzard and chancing it. )
What are the chances that there's somewhere in this place that's quiet and protected from this noise?