[ Crying for help? Not in his lifetime. Despite the severity of the situation, all he does it grit his teeth and bear it until the opportunity arrives to escape - he takes it with desperate fervor, grabbing Reinhardt for support and throwing himself onto the sandy shore. Leaving behind a path in the dirt of the beach, he falls first onto his shoulder and then onto his back, laying spread eagle, sputtering out coughs every now and then.
His panic quickly recedes - it takes just a breath, but it's a breath he wouldn't have been able to take without the help of someone else. For that at least, it beget some praise. ]
...Thank you. [ And after pausing for thought: ] Herr Reinhardt. Quite heroic of you to go to such lengths.
Might I ask what that means, actually? The term "herr". I'm unfamiliar with it.
[ He quickly moves on from the accident, for the sake of his own integrity, but with his clothes wet with his mistakes it was really quite difficult to take his mind off the whole mess. Lot of good rolling up his pants did there. ]
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His panic quickly recedes - it takes just a breath, but it's a breath he wouldn't have been able to take without the help of someone else. For that at least, it beget some praise. ]
...Thank you. [ And after pausing for thought: ] Herr Reinhardt. Quite heroic of you to go to such lengths.
Might I ask what that means, actually? The term "herr". I'm unfamiliar with it.
[ He quickly moves on from the accident, for the sake of his own integrity, but with his clothes wet with his mistakes it was really quite difficult to take his mind off the whole mess. Lot of good rolling up his pants did there. ]