Hey, I maintain that that was a successful lesson. Not my fault if you didn't learn anything.
[There's a definite smirk in his tone and he waggles his brow plates as he spares a glance back. Hank's got the right idea though, even with the pleasant company it's getting a little rough watching the injured file in.]
Yeah, sounds l-
[The rest of his thought is summarily interrupted as shouting suddenly rings out and everything metaphorically explodes. Somewhere in the harrow of everything, the sudden assault on the city and the abundance of the taken-esque creatures flooding (ha) the streets, the entire world goes haywire and Cayde finds himself reaching out and grabbing at Hank's shirt to pull him along and hopefully out of the way.
He hasn't had a chance to really recover when something splits the sky across the way, and it's almost surreal as a giant, inky-black tear appears in the waters over the fields.]
Okay, so- first off: what the hell. Second off: big thing over there. Third: freaky magic big thing over there?
[Fuckin weird shit is probably the best way to put it, all things considered.]
Yeah, yeah-
[He hasn't taken his eyes off the rift yet, but he does spare a quick glance over to Hank.]
Gimme just a sec, I gotta, uh, see a guy about a freaky magic thing.
[Curiosity killed the cat, but he can't help it as he pushes off the sandy bottom and starts to make his way towards the thing that he, for all intents and purposes, probably should stay away from.]
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[Hank follows Cayde's gaze, looking at the city himself.]
Wanna head back in away from these gates? Not that there's anything to do in there but uh, guess it might be safer.
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[There's a definite smirk in his tone and he waggles his brow plates as he spares a glance back. Hank's got the right idea though, even with the pleasant company it's getting a little rough watching the injured file in.]
Yeah, sounds l-
[The rest of his thought is summarily interrupted as shouting suddenly rings out and everything metaphorically explodes. Somewhere in the harrow of everything, the sudden assault on the city and the abundance of the taken-esque creatures flooding (ha) the streets, the entire world goes haywire and Cayde finds himself reaching out and grabbing at Hank's shirt to pull him along and hopefully out of the way.
He hasn't had a chance to really recover when something splits the sky across the way, and it's almost surreal as a giant, inky-black tear appears in the waters over the fields.]
Okay, so- first off: what the hell. Second off: big thing over there. Third: freaky magic big thing over there?
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Hank sighs. He shakes his head, spreads his arms. He sounds very tired.]
I don't know, more fuckin weird shit.
[Maybe it says something that making out with a robot's Hank's island of normality right now, but. Fuck, it was. He purses his lips.]
I, uh. I guess I'll go- [He waves his hand vaguely, indicating whatever it is he's going to do.] -civilians, or whatever. You coming?
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Yeah, yeah-
[He hasn't taken his eyes off the rift yet, but he does spare a quick glance over to Hank.]
Gimme just a sec, I gotta, uh, see a guy about a freaky magic thing.
[Curiosity killed the cat, but he can't help it as he pushes off the sandy bottom and starts to make his way towards the thing that he, for all intents and purposes, probably should stay away from.]
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He can't let Cayde go in there by himself. Not when he's here, the only backup the guy's gonna get before he makes it up there.
Hank makes a frustrated noise, exasperated, so, so fucking tired. He starts swimming after him.]
You know you don't, actually, right? You can just... let it be weird up there.