[The force of the haze is such that Pao-Lin stumbles and sways a little when she catches a whiff of it through the fabric of her shirt. She manages to keep her balance, even with having to support Ivan, but...this is Bad.]
Crap! It's so strong here... [A stifled cough from her. She blinks: her eyes have started to water from whatever this is.] I guess we have to go back upstairs. Unless you think we should just barge through?
[In normal circumstances, walking the next few floors down wouldn't be anything to blink at. It would technically be possible for them to sprint/jump down.
But they're still no closer to figuring out what's going on, and the problem has only intensified, to say nothing of how Ivan is already halfway (or more) to passing out.]
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Crap! It's so strong here... [A stifled cough from her. She blinks: her eyes have started to water from whatever this is.] I guess we have to go back upstairs. Unless you think we should just barge through?
[In normal circumstances, walking the next few floors down wouldn't be anything to blink at. It would technically be possible for them to sprint/jump down.
But they're still no closer to figuring out what's going on, and the problem has only intensified, to say nothing of how Ivan is already halfway (or more) to passing out.]