I don't know why I'm still surprised
[He doesn't know where he is.
With a defeated and frustrated sigh, Gilbert slowly sinks back against the rough brick of a building, sliding all the way to the bottom concrete. The fingers of one hand clutch at the opposing arm, feeling blood trickling down its length as the source point pulsates in nuisance. Unaware of any other injuries begging for immediate attention, Gilbert rests his head back against the wall, glancing up towards the sky as the rain pours down without mercy (it's a little comforting, though, soothing to the searing pain in his arm, to his heart beating heavily in his chest-Oz, where's Oz, he needs to find-).
It's not hard to tell something is very wrong here, but for the moment-other than the acknowledgment this is an unknown city to him-he isn't sure what it is exactly.]
With a defeated and frustrated sigh, Gilbert slowly sinks back against the rough brick of a building, sliding all the way to the bottom concrete. The fingers of one hand clutch at the opposing arm, feeling blood trickling down its length as the source point pulsates in nuisance. Unaware of any other injuries begging for immediate attention, Gilbert rests his head back against the wall, glancing up towards the sky as the rain pours down without mercy (it's a little comforting, though, soothing to the searing pain in his arm, to his heart beating heavily in his chest-Oz, where's Oz, he needs to find-).
It's not hard to tell something is very wrong here, but for the moment-other than the acknowledgment this is an unknown city to him-he isn't sure what it is exactly.]