Arthur seems to wait for something...? But without any input from John at all, he decides it's safe enough to proceed.
John doubts that. Not solely because Arthur made that decision, but...
He still doesn't say anything, despite the pressure in his chest demanding to be turned into words describing what Arthur cannot see. But he just... Watches, once again, as Arthur navigates the world without him.
To his credit, he isn't stumbling and tripping as much as he had been the last time he rejected John's help. Of course, the environment is much more forgiving than the island, flat floor and only merchandise to examine.
He feels the flesh around his eyes pinch as Arthur feels the cheap, lifeless rubber masks. Please.
He considers describing what Arthur is looking at instead of simply introducing himself. There are things he needs to say... And questions he wants to ask. Answers for both of them.
He just... Lingers. Trying to figure out how to say what needs to be said.
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John doubts that. Not solely because Arthur made that decision, but...
He still doesn't say anything, despite the pressure in his chest demanding to be turned into words describing what Arthur cannot see. But he just... Watches, once again, as Arthur navigates the world without him.
To his credit, he isn't stumbling and tripping as much as he had been the last time he rejected John's help. Of course, the environment is much more forgiving than the island, flat floor and only merchandise to examine.
He feels the flesh around his eyes pinch as Arthur feels the cheap, lifeless rubber masks. Please.
He considers describing what Arthur is looking at instead of simply introducing himself. There are things he needs to say... And questions he wants to ask. Answers for both of them.
He just... Lingers. Trying to figure out how to say what needs to be said.