[He stands there for a second more, just looking at Arthur. Then, wordlessly, Markus turns away, and disappears in the mud and the rain and everything awful that makes up the core of this hellish place.
He's gone for what seems like too long. The rain doesn't stop, the floodlights from above flicker when great mechanical arms of overhead machinery slide past. Markus is nowhere to be seen; perhaps he's found what he needed and left, leaving Arthur a callous, empty promise. Maybe he didn't make it, his time cut short courtesy of a vitally malfunctioning part.
Until a shadow casts over Arthur's form once more, and there he is, standing straighter than before, the alarm in him seeming to have ebbed away in the time between.]
Arthur...
[He crouches down, looking at him.] I'm back. Still with me?
[How long had he been in this place? Markus' face twists into a deep frown.]
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He's gone for what seems like too long. The rain doesn't stop, the floodlights from above flicker when great mechanical arms of overhead machinery slide past. Markus is nowhere to be seen; perhaps he's found what he needed and left, leaving Arthur a callous, empty promise. Maybe he didn't make it, his time cut short courtesy of a vitally malfunctioning part.
Until a shadow casts over Arthur's form once more, and there he is, standing straighter than before, the alarm in him seeming to have ebbed away in the time between.]
Arthur...
[He crouches down, looking at him.] I'm back. Still with me?
[How long had he been in this place? Markus' face twists into a deep frown.]