[Ithaqua would like to tell him where to put his concern. In fact, he would have done so if he wasn't interrupted as soon as he opened his mouth to speak.
Then he braces himself for a mouthful of saltwater, the moment he sees a wave of blue coming for his face. However, he doesn't get it, but rather something else entirely, a heavy weight on his shoulders and in his chest, weighing him down from inside. Feels like it's on the outside too, pressure from everywhere at once.
Then he shakes his head when he hears those words-- or perhaps they're ringing in his head? It's difficult to properly describe a single moment of a long line of moments full of sheer assault to the senses... that is not, at the same time.
Solomon however looks horrible, and Ithaqua growls softly in his throat.]
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Then he braces himself for a mouthful of saltwater, the moment he sees a wave of blue coming for his face. However, he doesn't get it, but rather something else entirely, a heavy weight on his shoulders and in his chest, weighing him down from inside. Feels like it's on the outside too, pressure from everywhere at once.
Then he shakes his head when he hears those words-- or perhaps they're ringing in his head? It's difficult to properly describe a single moment of a long line of moments full of sheer assault to the senses... that is not, at the same time.
Solomon however looks horrible, and Ithaqua growls softly in his throat.]
Explain. [Ah, yes, so sympathetic of him.]