[ He had come back enough to himself after both the visions and the events prior to his arrival to stand and attempt to pick his way through the stone shards without shoes. Enough to notice that his was not the only stone egg that had held a person. Seeing another person caused him to straighten, his desire to not sulk about like he was trying to avoid attention warring with the very clear belief that a gentleman should NOT be wandering around in a cave without a stitch of clothing. ]
Ah.
[ More of an exhalation than a word. He was very quickly running out of emotions, especially as he could not shake the belief that he was dead, and that implied something had gone very wrong with the destination of his soul, and combined with the visions he'd had of the death of his world... ]
Pardon. Your arm... is that a recent wound?
[It wasn't often he found himself at a loss for words. He was taciturn, not generally incapable. But he'd also never been so far from home and the comfort of familiarity.]
Rebirth, because gotta greet co-legacy-ists
Ah.
[ More of an exhalation than a word. He was very quickly running out of emotions, especially as he could not shake the belief that he was dead, and that implied something had gone very wrong with the destination of his soul, and combined with the visions he'd had of the death of his world... ]
Pardon. Your arm... is that a recent wound?
[It wasn't often he found himself at a loss for words. He was taciturn, not generally incapable. But he'd also never been so far from home and the comfort of familiarity.]