[Surveying the streets seemed like a good idea at the time. It was helpful to get to know your surroundings intimately, just in case. However, these streets and lanes twisted and turned in such ways that were confusing even for him.
Eventually he opts for taking a stroll as he tries to work out a better way to map his surroundings. He already noticed a few destinations that seemed easy enough to remember and/or get to, so he would keep a mental note of those as anchors. It's during one of these thoughts when he notices the woman vomiting into a trashcan, and by the time he approaches she's already speaking.]
No gun, unfortunately. [But he does reach into...somewhere, one of the many hidden pockets of his suit, seemingly too tight fitting to even have secret pockets, and yet, out comes a handkerchief, which he holds out for her.] But I have this.
[He made it a habit of carrying one around always, once the coughing began to flare up so badly he would cough out spit or the occasional blood. His fits lessened since arriving here, so he hadn't needed to use it yet.]
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Eventually he opts for taking a stroll as he tries to work out a better way to map his surroundings. He already noticed a few destinations that seemed easy enough to remember and/or get to, so he would keep a mental note of those as anchors. It's during one of these thoughts when he notices the woman vomiting into a trashcan, and by the time he approaches she's already speaking.]
No gun, unfortunately. [But he does reach into...somewhere, one of the many hidden pockets of his suit, seemingly too tight fitting to even have secret pockets, and yet, out comes a handkerchief, which he holds out for her.] But I have this.
[He made it a habit of carrying one around always, once the coughing began to flare up so badly he would cough out spit or the occasional blood. His fits lessened since arriving here, so he hadn't needed to use it yet.]