[ Reading. Half of the words and all of the frustration goes flying over his head, because he's too busy stuck on what the guy is referencing at all (was he given a book? Was he supposed to read something?) until he catches the question.
Ah. Alright. Let him figure that out. His knees bend as his shoes scrape on the ground, and Red puts aside Green and Arcanine's presence while he leans himself up at an angle, small jagged pieces of dirt digging into the arm he's putting his weight on. He breathes, then gets up the rest of way -- sitting, at least, with his head hung to give himself a moment before he raises his chin.
Red stares at the area ahead of him, before finally acknowledging Arcanine and Green by a look in their directions, slowly going from one to the next, and then settling where his gaze was before. ]
...I'm fine. [ He speaks as slow as he moves, but there's a thoughtful look in his eye -- or he looks dumbfounded. There's something he recalls about this feeling, and he's mindful when he removes the support of one of his arms to go patting at his pocket, fingers bumping into folds of fabric to get out Charizard's ball that he nearly drops -- but no, it's fine. He's got it. ]
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Ah. Alright. Let him figure that out. His knees bend as his shoes scrape on the ground, and Red puts aside Green and Arcanine's presence while he leans himself up at an angle, small jagged pieces of dirt digging into the arm he's putting his weight on. He breathes, then gets up the rest of way -- sitting, at least, with his head hung to give himself a moment before he raises his chin.
Red stares at the area ahead of him, before finally acknowledging Arcanine and Green by a look in their directions, slowly going from one to the next, and then settling where his gaze was before. ]
...I'm fine. [ He speaks as slow as he moves, but there's a thoughtful look in his eye -- or he looks dumbfounded. There's something he recalls about this feeling, and he's mindful when he removes the support of one of his arms to go patting at his pocket, fingers bumping into folds of fabric to get out Charizard's ball that he nearly drops -- but no, it's fine. He's got it. ]