It took ages, but once the designs finally stopped moving, Irial opened his eyes and breathed deeply. He could taste the iron in the room and it made him want to gag.

Sitting up slowly, he pulled on his shirt, but left his trenchcoat laying across from him. He had to go find Dru and apologize. Hopefully there wouldn't be a crowd. They made him feel so cluttered and helpless.

Irial stood up quickly, ignoring the dizziness in his head and walked out of the compartment, baring noticing that his arms were bare.