There's plenty of people who limp out of the stadium. Vax doesn't have any illusions about the toll competition in that arena can take. But the blood-drenched, shuddering form tucked into the corner seems hurt in a different way. If he's nursing a mortal wound, he's being a lot quieter about it than most people Vax has observed. But he catches the undercurrent of words. That rasping stream of panic is something else entirely, and Vax crouches, just out of arm's reach, to peer at him. ]
Hey.
[ He immediately feels clumsy. It would be better if he had any idea of who he was talking to, or something more to go on than just a miracle fight in the arena. But he doesn't touch. He knows enough not to crowd in just yet. ]
You're alright. Can you look at me, friend?
[ Though Vax thinks he'd probably be better away from here. Maybe back on the base entirely, but he knows they can't swing that. He keeps his voice pitched low, an attempt to soothe while he tries to think of a better way to help. ]
b.
There's plenty of people who limp out of the stadium. Vax doesn't have any illusions about the toll competition in that arena can take. But the blood-drenched, shuddering form tucked into the corner seems hurt in a different way. If he's nursing a mortal wound, he's being a lot quieter about it than most people Vax has observed. But he catches the undercurrent of words. That rasping stream of panic is something else entirely, and Vax crouches, just out of arm's reach, to peer at him. ]
Hey.
[ He immediately feels clumsy. It would be better if he had any idea of who he was talking to, or something more to go on than just a miracle fight in the arena. But he doesn't touch. He knows enough not to crowd in just yet. ]
You're alright. Can you look at me, friend?
[ Though Vax thinks he'd probably be better away from here. Maybe back on the base entirely, but he knows they can't swing that. He keeps his voice pitched low, an attempt to soothe while he tries to think of a better way to help. ]