She isn't even giving him time to protest. He gulps for air, trying to control the spinning of his head as he hauls himself using the wall for support. She's dashing back further into the city and normally Lancelot is quick on his feet, normally keeping up would far from be a problem but he feels like he might fall over any second. Like he's -- coming down with a fever, maybe? He stumbles after her, Lily glancing back before slinking to follow too, but it's barely a few steps before he grinds to a halt and grabs the wall again. His lightly tanned skin is paling even in the weak streetlights, stomach still rolling, and Lily whines in quiet nerves. The atmosphere is all tense and unhappy, and Lily isn't sure what is wrong but whatever it is it seems bad!
"Wait," he hisses, trying to steady himself a moment. "Tell me what is going on."
no subject
She isn't even giving him time to protest. He gulps for air, trying to control the spinning of his head as he hauls himself using the wall for support. She's dashing back further into the city and normally Lancelot is quick on his feet, normally keeping up would far from be a problem but he feels like he might fall over any second. Like he's -- coming down with a fever, maybe? He stumbles after her, Lily glancing back before slinking to follow too, but it's barely a few steps before he grinds to a halt and grabs the wall again. His lightly tanned skin is paling even in the weak streetlights, stomach still rolling, and Lily whines in quiet nerves. The atmosphere is all tense and unhappy, and Lily isn't sure what is wrong but whatever it is it seems bad!
"Wait," he hisses, trying to steady himself a moment. "Tell me what is going on."