We're supposed to be learning...but maybe our rescuers are too.
[Learning, that is. About them. Peter nods as well at Farah's comment about the potential risk of it actually being another refugee in danger. If they want to investigate without drawing the ire of the crowd, they'll need to get out of it somehow. They're hemmed in, with several rows of people both in front of them and behind them. How do they back out gracefully?]
I have an idea. Follow my lead.
[Peter gives her a few seconds to process, and then all of a sudden sways on his feet. He reaches a hand to his forehead, stumbles a little, catches himself with a hand on Farah's shoulder.]
Oh, excuse me, I...I feel very dizzy all of a sudden. I- [He makes the "effort" to right himself, and then he knees buckle a little before he leans some of his weight on Farah.
His voice had been low before, but it's normal volume now. It's surprisingly naturalistic, not even a little exaggerated.]
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[Learning, that is. About them. Peter nods as well at Farah's comment about the potential risk of it actually being another refugee in danger. If they want to investigate without drawing the ire of the crowd, they'll need to get out of it somehow. They're hemmed in, with several rows of people both in front of them and behind them. How do they back out gracefully?]
I have an idea. Follow my lead.
[Peter gives her a few seconds to process, and then all of a sudden sways on his feet. He reaches a hand to his forehead, stumbles a little, catches himself with a hand on Farah's shoulder.]
Oh, excuse me, I...I feel very dizzy all of a sudden. I- [He makes the "effort" to right himself, and then he knees buckle a little before he leans some of his weight on Farah.
His voice had been low before, but it's normal volume now. It's surprisingly naturalistic, not even a little exaggerated.]