[ Looking around this place certainly was his intention as well.
More of two things as he intended to look around this place and see what had changed since they arrived and just what was where now. Sighing he furrowed his brow and turned the corner, intending to see about finding Duck now as using the journals would be no good since they weren't even really the same which was beyond irritating.
Something about this place was setting him on edge, and usually when that happened it wasn't unwarranted. Something that quite proved to be unfortunately true as he looked up and just a ways from where he stood was none other than Duck, as well as Mytho. He very nearly called out to them, but from this distance he could spot Duck's face and she didn't really look happy which already had alarm bells going off as why the hell would she look like that if Mytho was being his normal self?
That spurs Fakir on, lips curled into an angry scowl as he quickly races forwards until he's close enough to hear those words, eyes glaring venomously at the other boy as he grabs Duck by the wrist and pulls her behind him. Putting himself between Duck and Mytho out of pure instinct. ]
She's not going to be helping you. Especially not in the way you would be intending for her to.
[ There's anger, yeah. He hadn't been looking forwards to this happening again. ]
[Action]
More of two things as he intended to look around this place and see what had changed since they arrived and just what was where now. Sighing he furrowed his brow and turned the corner, intending to see about finding Duck now as using the journals would be no good since they weren't even really the same which was beyond irritating.
Something about this place was setting him on edge, and usually when that happened it wasn't unwarranted. Something that quite proved to be unfortunately true as he looked up and just a ways from where he stood was none other than Duck, as well as Mytho. He very nearly called out to them, but from this distance he could spot Duck's face and she didn't really look happy which already had alarm bells going off as why the hell would she look like that if Mytho was being his normal self?
That spurs Fakir on, lips curled into an angry scowl as he quickly races forwards until he's close enough to hear those words, eyes glaring venomously at the other boy as he grabs Duck by the wrist and pulls her behind him. Putting himself between Duck and Mytho out of pure instinct. ]
She's not going to be helping you. Especially not in the way you would be intending for her to.
[ There's anger, yeah. He hadn't been looking forwards to this happening again. ]