[It wasn't the sound or the motion which caught his attention. It was the aura of shame, and the fact she reminded him of someone he knew in certain respects. Not in terms of looks, but a little in terms of bearing and the fact that if she was pissed off she could probably kick someone's ass in her own special way. (How, he couldn't say - it could be physical, magical, or something more esoteric like a cunning series of law suits or the closest Ylissean equivalent thereof designed to sap resources through legal methods before enacting a takeover - but he could see it.)]
Stuck?
[It should be established that he wasn't in a hurry to run over and extract her foot and instead was carefully leaning against a wall, unwrapping a sucker, dropping the wrapper, and sticking the sucker in his mouth, rolling it as he did so. It was, apparently, mangolange flavored, which he still wasn't sure about.
But because they all could use a break from the hard work around them.]
2a, yeah, hey, sup
Stuck?
[It should be established that he wasn't in a hurry to run over and extract her foot and instead was carefully leaning against a wall, unwrapping a sucker, dropping the wrapper, and sticking the sucker in his mouth, rolling it as he did so. It was, apparently, mangolange flavored, which he still wasn't sure about.
But because they all could use a break from the hard work around them.]