[His hands aren't much better. That overrides the surreal feeling of everything easily-- much the same it would for anyone, really, concern taking the place of uncertainty.]
I am a doctor. [Humor for humor. Now didn't seem to time to be overly serious. Save that for a more dire situation. (Not that this isn't, what with teleporting to a whole other world or something.)
It was better inside the building. Much warmer. Definitely a tavern if ever she'd seen. Or imagined in books, really. Faintly squeezes Clay's hand just to make sure he was still all right.]
Not my particular preference of decor, but I suppose it could be worse.
no subject
I am a doctor. [Humor for humor. Now didn't seem to time to be overly serious. Save that for a more dire situation. (Not that this isn't, what with teleporting to a whole other world or something.)
It was better inside the building. Much warmer. Definitely a tavern if ever she'd seen. Or imagined in books, really. Faintly squeezes Clay's hand just to make sure he was still all right.]
Not my particular preference of decor, but I suppose it could be worse.