[ He hears Dearka, but he doesn't even spare him a glance, because very quickly the only thing taking over his mind is moving - getting out there, getting over to him to help. There's something to note, too, to know that something is very wrong here: the way Yzak doesn't even pause or hesitate when he hears Dearka call to him with that concerned a tone. That's something he'd always find a moment to do even if he felt frustrated or rushed about something. ]
What does it look like!? [ He snaps back quickly, and then his tone shifts to something more strained and desperate. Because he's so far away... ] Nicol's out there. I have to go!
[ The I may also sound out of place, because usually he'll assume Dearka will fall right into step next to him and say we. But this urge that ripples through him is so all-encompassing that it tunnels his vision and he has no other choice but to run forward toward the false light at the end of it. And run is what he starts to do, because he has no time to waste. ]
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What does it look like!? [ He snaps back quickly, and then his tone shifts to something more strained and desperate. Because he's so far away... ] Nicol's out there. I have to go!
[ The I may also sound out of place, because usually he'll assume Dearka will fall right into step next to him and say we. But this urge that ripples through him is so all-encompassing that it tunnels his vision and he has no other choice but to run forward toward the false light at the end of it. And run is what he starts to do, because he has no time to waste. ]