[ Dimly, he registers that she holsters her weapon, and that is a relief, but one he's just barely able to feel much joy in, because his world is spinning. What is happening? How is it happening?
He understands less than half of anything this peculiar, volatile woman does or says and when she turns away from him and begins speaking to someone that isn't there, somehow holding conversation, Edward groans.
He turns, leaning forwards towards the grass, a gloved hand against his knee while the other arm goes outwards to try and keep some sort of balance. He doesn't feel well. Oh, he doesn't feel well. Head dipped down, he feels his cap, already knocked askew, slipping off and hitting the ground, but he doesn't dare reach for it or else he might not come back up.
It doesn't matter, anyway. His stomach revolts even as he stands there, and he's giving a dry heave, stumbling forwards, only he doesn't realise he's stumbled closer to her... trackless locomotive(?) unknown machine thing until he's a mere couple of feet away from it. The startle of realisation makes him jolt with a half-shout, and he abruptly flinches back as though he's just stepped up to a lion, terrified. ]
No—!
[ He wobbles, already dizzy, and then all but collapses into the grass, eyes wide, chest heaving with panic. ]
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He understands less than half of anything this peculiar, volatile woman does or says and when she turns away from him and begins speaking to someone that isn't there, somehow holding conversation, Edward groans.
He turns, leaning forwards towards the grass, a gloved hand against his knee while the other arm goes outwards to try and keep some sort of balance. He doesn't feel well. Oh, he doesn't feel well. Head dipped down, he feels his cap, already knocked askew, slipping off and hitting the ground, but he doesn't dare reach for it or else he might not come back up.
It doesn't matter, anyway. His stomach revolts even as he stands there, and he's giving a dry heave, stumbling forwards, only he doesn't realise he's stumbled closer to her... trackless locomotive(?) unknown machine thing until he's a mere couple of feet away from it. The startle of realisation makes him jolt with a half-shout, and he abruptly flinches back as though he's just stepped up to a lion, terrified. ]
No—!
[ He wobbles, already dizzy, and then all but collapses into the grass, eyes wide, chest heaving with panic. ]