Post by Deleted on Nov 12, 2012 19:20:39 GMT -5
Henry was pacing around the courtyard with his arms crossed over his chest, muttering to himself. Every once in a while he would stop, rub the bridge of his nose, and stand with his face in his hand for a moment before he continued walking around.
At one point he became aware of someone else standing there, and he stopped and looked up. "I'm not crazy," he said, trying to allay some doubt. "I'm just trying to think. I don't know where everyone is."
He began walking again, then stopped and looked up. "Maybe you can help me? I'm trying to figure out where Astrid might have--no, never mind. You probably wouldn't know. You're what, part of the healing squad? Just visiting from the island? Not a fighter...Sorry, I guess I shouldn't have bothered you."
He went back to his pacing. He was vaguely aware that he probably hadn't done anything to allay doubts about his sanity, but it didn't really matter. He also didn't realize how insulting it was to assume someone wasn't a fighter just based on appearance, but then, it would never cross his mind not to stereotype.
At one point he became aware of someone else standing there, and he stopped and looked up. "I'm not crazy," he said, trying to allay some doubt. "I'm just trying to think. I don't know where everyone is."
He began walking again, then stopped and looked up. "Maybe you can help me? I'm trying to figure out where Astrid might have--no, never mind. You probably wouldn't know. You're what, part of the healing squad? Just visiting from the island? Not a fighter...Sorry, I guess I shouldn't have bothered you."
He went back to his pacing. He was vaguely aware that he probably hadn't done anything to allay doubts about his sanity, but it didn't really matter. He also didn't realize how insulting it was to assume someone wasn't a fighter just based on appearance, but then, it would never cross his mind not to stereotype.