For a moment, he's just staring at the older man, jawline tense, body far more rigid than he'd normally allow on a remotely conscious level. It's after taking just long enough to force himself to relax, his expression to ease into something more neutral, he nods.
He's... seen worse, so there's nothing akin to horror in his eyes, but it's clear that the appearance of the creatures managed to take him by surprise. They're far... more, in many ways, than he'd expected.
Akira will be quiet, avoiding communication in favor of seeming far more helpful than what the older man might have seen earlier in the trip...
That is, until the native dies, resulting in Akira effectively losing all of his composure for just a moment. His efforts are on the brinks of desperate as he tries to heal them, to bring them back to life.
Well after that, after everyone has paused, he can be found sitting alone. He's found a nice spot that's shielded from the downpour. Hands in the pockets of his Joker jacket, his device is nowhere to be seen -- it's tucked away. Clearly to ensure he "conveniently" misses anything that could interrupt some clearly important, clearly helpful thoughts that are racing through his mind right now. ]
C but with a bit of a wildcard twist /fingerguns (let me know if you want anything changed!)
For a moment, he's just staring at the older man, jawline tense, body far more rigid than he'd normally allow on a remotely conscious level. It's after taking just long enough to force himself to relax, his expression to ease into something more neutral, he nods.
He's... seen worse, so there's nothing akin to horror in his eyes, but it's clear that the appearance of the creatures managed to take him by surprise. They're far... more, in many ways, than he'd expected.
Akira will be quiet, avoiding communication in favor of seeming far more helpful than what the older man might have seen earlier in the trip...
That is, until the native dies, resulting in Akira effectively losing all of his composure for just a moment. His efforts are on the brinks of desperate as he tries to heal them, to bring them back to life.
Well after that, after everyone has paused, he can be found sitting alone. He's found a nice spot that's shielded from the downpour. Hands in the pockets of his Joker jacket, his device is nowhere to be seen -- it's tucked away. Clearly to ensure he "conveniently" misses anything that could interrupt some clearly important, clearly helpful thoughts that are racing through his mind right now. ]