[You're going to have to give him a moment, Lili. It's just... getting splashed in water that does it, really, that makes him freeze up for a moment, even if he's on dry land and it was just a bucket. Lili's voice does have an impact, snapping him back to the present a little bit (along with Chaltier's concerned yelling), but he needs a moment, shaking his head sharply, dragging in a shuddering breath.
And then he's shoving her off somewhat roughly (sorry, Lili), pushing himself silently and grimly to his feet.
Leon, breathe, it's okay.
He does, at least, reach down to yank her back up to her feet by an arm, not too terribly roughly (but not particularly gently, either). And then he clears his throat, and somewhat raggedly:]
Move.
[Let's run away from the parade, sure, that's fine.]
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And then he's shoving her off somewhat roughly (sorry, Lili), pushing himself silently and grimly to his feet.
Leon, breathe, it's okay.
He does, at least, reach down to yank her back up to her feet by an arm, not too terribly roughly (but not particularly gently, either). And then he clears his throat, and somewhat raggedly:]
Move.
[Let's run away from the parade, sure, that's fine.]