[ Arthur hasn't thought that far ahead. He had been so certain that this desolate and terrifying place was to be his reality for... well, possibly forever, that he had not even considered what to do were he to get out.
He's a bit unsteady on his feet for a handful of moments, and he rests a hand on Markus' shoulder to keep himself from toppling over. Once he's sure he's not liable to fall into the mud, he takes a few shaky steps away from his companion. Then a few more, with more certainty. It seems he's acclimating to his borrowed limbs well enough.
There is no mistaking the sheer gratitude on his face when he turns to face Markus. (ARTHUR ⇧) ]
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He's a bit unsteady on his feet for a handful of moments, and he rests a hand on Markus' shoulder to keep himself from toppling over. Once he's sure he's not liable to fall into the mud, he takes a few shaky steps away from his companion. Then a few more, with more certainty. It seems he's acclimating to his borrowed limbs well enough.
There is no mistaking the sheer gratitude on his face when he turns to face Markus. (ARTHUR ⇧) ]
I think I've the hang of it now.