[ Oh shit. Did Yi Sang just fall over? Messmer vaguely reaches out to try and catch him before he hits the floor, but he's too disoriented to manage it, only swiping the air. At least he gets back up; this time, Messmer does land a hand on his shoulder, although it's unclear who it's supposed to be helping - Yi Sang or himself. ]
Poorly. Let us be rid of this place...
[ trying to nudge Yi Sang along while keeping his other hand attached to the railing. Surely, if they just keep following it along, they'll eventually pop out on the other side...? Originally, his grousing about the exhibit was just grumpiness, but now he really, truly doesn't understand why anyone would do this for fun. ]
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Poorly. Let us be rid of this place...
[ trying to nudge Yi Sang along while keeping his other hand attached to the railing. Surely, if they just keep following it along, they'll eventually pop out on the other side...? Originally, his grousing about the exhibit was just grumpiness, but now he really, truly doesn't understand why anyone would do this for fun. ]