[Rindo just nods, too lost in his own head to process Gladion's agitation beyond merely noticing the fact of its presence. With Gladion close, the urge to hug him only intensifies, but he shuts it down. It's too much, in some kind of way.
This isn't the place for it, anyway. He just wants out of here. He glances at the spot in the wall of brambles where they'd entered from what feels like an eternity ago, wondering if he'll ever feel even remotely close to normal again on the other side.]
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This isn't the place for it, anyway. He just wants out of here. He glances at the spot in the wall of brambles where they'd entered from what feels like an eternity ago, wondering if he'll ever feel even remotely close to normal again on the other side.]