[There are chairs in this area, fortunately; one even near a window. Kratos shifts toward that, and though his step is cautious and precise, it is at least more stable than it had been upstairs. He still feels almost as if he'll fall over at any moment -- but that's the lingering sensation of a different balance.
[He sits by the window, looks out along the ledge which looks over the cliff-side paths of the city proper. It looks different than he remembers, but he'd never been in this area of Asgard before. Too quiet, though. He can see the effects of the wind, feel it against the stone; then he belatedly realises that he's not feeling the boom of the wind, but the distant echo of the worlds against his soul.
[Abruptly he turns to Raine.]
You wanted to perform an examination.
[Now's as good a time as any, and if he can't even tell whether his augments are turned on or not ... there's no point in waiting, and it's better than getting lost inside his own head. Or -- out of it, as it were.]
no subject
[He sits by the window, looks out along the ledge which looks over the cliff-side paths of the city proper. It looks different than he remembers, but he'd never been in this area of Asgard before. Too quiet, though. He can see the effects of the wind, feel it against the stone; then he belatedly realises that he's not feeling the boom of the wind, but the distant echo of the worlds against his soul.
[Abruptly he turns to Raine.]
You wanted to perform an examination.
[Now's as good a time as any, and if he can't even tell whether his augments are turned on or not ... there's no point in waiting, and it's better than getting lost inside his own head. Or -- out of it, as it were.]