[The flinch is clocked but not taken particularly personally. He does, however, choose to give Adrian an appraising look. The coughing, the dripping glasses, the continued rain. Unsurprisingly, and clipped—]
Mine.
[Seems like he can keep up, but. If you think he's gonna trust you to drive you've got another thing coming, buddy. (Bold of him to judge, with blood running down his mauled arm and off his chin from the split in his lip. But there you are.) Leaving little room for any argument, he spins on a heel to lead the way, veering very intentionally away from the alley he'd come out of.
Unfortunately for Adrian, he's not rocking a car or a van, but a motorcycle, which means Adrian's going to have to hold on to something for at least a few minutes while Jason gets them the hell out of Dodge. Said motorcycle is tucked away behind a nearby building, out sight and out of the worst of the flooding. He swings a leg over the side and shoves a key into the ignition, and the motor roars to life.]
much better thank you
Mine.
[Seems like he can keep up, but. If you think he's gonna trust you to drive you've got another thing coming, buddy. (Bold of him to judge, with blood running down his mauled arm and off his chin from the split in his lip. But there you are.) Leaving little room for any argument, he spins on a heel to lead the way, veering very intentionally away from the alley he'd come out of.
Unfortunately for Adrian, he's not rocking a car or a van, but a motorcycle, which means Adrian's going to have to hold on to something for at least a few minutes while Jason gets them the hell out of Dodge. Said motorcycle is tucked away behind a nearby building, out sight and out of the worst of the flooding. He swings a leg over the side and shoves a key into the ignition, and the motor roars to life.]