[Ferran is certainly in a state when the Roland guides him out, his breath shaky and a haunted look in his eye. And... yeah, there are shards of mirror pretty visible immediately.
There's no mistaking that he's gotten cut up badly enough to leave a mark—there are lacerations all across the left side of his face radiating up from his jaw, as well as in the palm of his left hand and a few stray cuts on the right. He's holding his hands away from his sides pretty gingerly, but the blood on his fingertips where there aren't any cuts and suggests he may have... decided to not wait for everything. There's still plenty there, though.]
You th-think?
[No shit is what he wants to say, but he'd rather not risk being shoved back onto the ride again. He shouldn't forget his manners, though.]
this is why i opted out of body horror. :D
There's no mistaking that he's gotten cut up badly enough to leave a mark—there are lacerations all across the left side of his face radiating up from his jaw, as well as in the palm of his left hand and a few stray cuts on the right. He's holding his hands away from his sides pretty gingerly, but the blood on his fingertips where there aren't any cuts and suggests he may have... decided to not wait for everything. There's still plenty there, though.]
You th-think?
[No shit is what he wants to say, but he'd rather not risk being shoved back onto the ride again. He shouldn't forget his manners, though.]
... s-sorry for the trouble.