[Apollo has no choice but to watch Nahyuta climb, and then no choice but to wait. Alone. In the dark, with everything all... gross and smelly and actually, being alone might be even worse?
A minute or two passes, though it feels more like an hour or two, and Apollo shifts uneasily, feeling a little like he's being watched.
...that's ridiculous, right? Right. Except the feeling just grows the longer Nahyuta is gone, and he's really not sure if it's just his imagination-- but even if it is his imagination, it could stop being just his imagination and that absolutely will not do.]
Uh-- [Wait, he's not sure Nahyuta is actually within earshot. ...well, whatever, he knows he's got the diaphragm for this.] Uh, hey, Nahyuta-?
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A minute or two passes, though it feels more like an hour or two, and Apollo shifts uneasily, feeling a little like he's being watched.
...that's ridiculous, right? Right. Except the feeling just grows the longer Nahyuta is gone, and he's really not sure if it's just his imagination-- but even if it is his imagination, it could stop being just his imagination and that absolutely will not do.]
Uh-- [Wait, he's not sure Nahyuta is actually within earshot. ...well, whatever, he knows he's got the diaphragm for this.] Uh, hey, Nahyuta-?