[Deep breaths. Right. Those weren't helping too tremendously, what with each deep breath bringing in a range of alien scents. Trying to focus on the familiar - there's wood, there's the smell of autumn trees faintly clinging to the floor - he followed after her. About halfway through the living room, he realized belatedly that he still had no shirt and had therefore had his ribs and scars showing. The wave of self-consciousness managed to stifle the worst of his jumpiness. He hugged his arms to himself, trying to make it look like it was for warmth rather than trying to cover up being so damned skinny and also having a jagged scar running from his shoulder down over his chest.
Slowly, he sat down. Took another deep breath. Nodded.]
I... I'm sorry, I just. Didn't really expect to wake up. Wherever this is. N-no offense, of course.
[Action!]
Slowly, he sat down. Took another deep breath. Nodded.]
I... I'm sorry, I just. Didn't really expect to wake up. Wherever this is. N-no offense, of course.