 Stefaaaaaaaaaaan, we sock. ½ of Lauralie | Koala | The being in Ern's pocket | Baby Smurf | Prouf member of The Flock
Brian was... not sure if this guy was serious. Was he serious? Really? Because. Uh. This was awkward. He could walk, definitely. Walk fast. Probably. Run, sure, just not for prolonged periods of time. Not because of a lack of lung capacity, he'd run long-distances before. It was more technical than that. There were just a few shortcomings, you could say, on his person.
Discreetly calling the Healer man over, Brian kinda just waited until he'd reached before he lifted his left pant leg just a little. Certainly not high enough for other students to scream at, but definitely high enough to be clear to the man that this leg was made of a metal alloy. And not skin and bone. "As you can see, sir, I'm a foot shorter than most," he smiled a little. Self-depreciation was the best, despite the fact that he was just about average height. "It's hard to walk away from something like this. But I might not run the whole way. Is that okay?"
Because otherwise, he supposed it'd be a good time to go raid the kitchens. He didn't have a free period until rather late today.
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