[He'd been drawn to the tigershark wrangling by the crowd of over enthusiastic Jormun and he is a little, though not too surprised that it is Laurent who is doing the wrestling.
He watches quietly from the sidelines, it's not something he's seen before, someone physically wrestling such a large animal and he's not sure... why. There doesn't seem to be any real point to the activity and it seems to be very dangerous for just a game...
Games could be and often were deadly of course but the Jormun did not strike Shion as being people who wished the islanders harm. As Laurent walks away from the sea he notes the arm and the limp and makes his way through the crowd, his first aid kit is in his bag, were it always is and he shrugs it off his shoulders.]
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He watches quietly from the sidelines, it's not something he's seen before, someone physically wrestling such a large animal and he's not sure... why. There doesn't seem to be any real point to the activity and it seems to be very dangerous for just a game...
Games could be and often were deadly of course but the Jormun did not strike Shion as being people who wished the islanders harm. As Laurent walks away from the sea he notes the arm and the limp and makes his way through the crowd, his first aid kit is in his bag, were it always is and he shrugs it off his shoulders.]
You're injured.