Krish did not like this place like he was hoping to. He doesn't know why he thought he'd be alright with this place, but apparently whatever he was thinking convinced him enough to get him far into the Strip. And now his eyes hurt from all the lights, the cold was more than a little annoying now that he was just trying to look comfortable, and he was convinced he looked out of place.
Actually, he was more than convinced, he knew. Gritting his teeth and hunching his shoulders did nothing to block the thoughts that made him feel smaller, or more like something to pity. He hated looking freaked out, but this place was just an experience he probably could go without, and it's like everyone could tell. And instead of feeling thoughts that gave him the impulse to yell or punch someone, impulses to ask for the quickest way out of here shot through his head.
"Get it together, look tough, look like seen this all before...!" Krish muttered under his breath, straightening out his back. Really, he could go on, don't look like the lights bother you, or some places make you way too uncomfortable. But He shouldn't be needing to pep talk himself! He just, had to figure out what steps he took to get in here, get out, and look like he wasn't regretting any decisions! Even if all the lights and oddness made him nearly wish for the old, stupid country!
Another turn past a corner later he ducked a smaller path, smiling once he felt no impulses at the moment. Meant nobody was within ten feet of him and he could pull himself together, suck it up and keep walking. But just as he closed his eyes and tried to rub away the headache at the sides of his head, he felt the presence of another person. "Who's there? There's nothing really this way, follow the lights if you want those shops." He tried to get whoever was coming to leave, he just needed to get himself feeling better before he went back where people could see him, because right now, he knew he looked too overwhelmed.
Actually, he was more than convinced, he knew. Gritting his teeth and hunching his shoulders did nothing to block the thoughts that made him feel smaller, or more like something to pity. He hated looking freaked out, but this place was just an experience he probably could go without, and it's like everyone could tell. And instead of feeling thoughts that gave him the impulse to yell or punch someone, impulses to ask for the quickest way out of here shot through his head.
"Get it together, look tough, look like seen this all before...!" Krish muttered under his breath, straightening out his back. Really, he could go on, don't look like the lights bother you, or some places make you way too uncomfortable. But He shouldn't be needing to pep talk himself! He just, had to figure out what steps he took to get in here, get out, and look like he wasn't regretting any decisions! Even if all the lights and oddness made him nearly wish for the old, stupid country!
Another turn past a corner later he ducked a smaller path, smiling once he felt no impulses at the moment. Meant nobody was within ten feet of him and he could pull himself together, suck it up and keep walking. But just as he closed his eyes and tried to rub away the headache at the sides of his head, he felt the presence of another person. "Who's there? There's nothing really this way, follow the lights if you want those shops." He tried to get whoever was coming to leave, he just needed to get himself feeling better before he went back where people could see him, because right now, he knew he looked too overwhelmed.