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[rianofski]

[He's in a better mood than normal -- not that that's saying much, given that his normal mood vacillates somewhere between dour and downright irritated -- and he's gone for a walk, cigarette in hand, enjoying the quiet.

Until, of course, he starts to realize that there's far more people here than there should be. Either he's been incredibly unobservant and not noticed these people before -- unlikely, as his rampant paranoia means he's noticed most people in the City during his time here -- or there has been a sudden influx of people.

He looks suspiciously at the first person who walks by him, taking a long drag on his cigarette, holding the smoke in his lungs for a long time before exhaling. If he blows smoke on that hapless visitor, well, can he really be blamed?]

[[OOC: COME AT HIM BROS]]

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[rianofski]

[Andrew isn't particularly happy that there's someone standing in his way, but he is curious about what the young man is doing, especially because he's not actually reading from the device, though he seems to be quoting from it.]

An interesting trick.

[up_at_7_42]

[And Gary turns a bit, not looking directly at Ryan. It seems as though eye contact just isn't a thing with him. And his face twitches, never really staying on one expression for long but expressing frustration all the same.]

Interesting trick. It's what I do. This isn't New York.

[rianofski]

No, it certainly isn't. They call it the City, which is an inane and particularly uncreative name.

[He frowns, studying Gary.]

[up_at_7_42]

[Gary's back to searching signals again, waving ones away that don't interest him. Reading ones that could possibly be of use but, no. Now there are too many and it's starting to hurt.]

I have to go home. This isn't--- I don't live here. I don't work here.

[More signals to read and then he lowers his hands, now looking at Mister Ryan a bit more. Just sort of watching him, just as he's watching Gary.]

I have to go home. How did I get here? I was on the train platform and everyone was lying down. I need to help.

[rianofski]

From what I've been told of this weekend, you're likely to go home in several days.

[He raises an eyebrow, wondering just what the young man is up to.]

[up_at_7_42]

Several days. No. I have to go home before that. I have to go home now. Right now. Everyone's hurt.

[Please, God. Let them just be hurt. At least he stopped watching signals and his hands are still. The signals were telling him nothing.]

[rianofski]

Time doesn't keep moving at home. At least, that's what I've been informed of. You'll return to the moment you left. Theoretically.

[He's really not being very reassuring here.]