"You must have hit the back of your head really hard."
[ @vampiresdoll ]
Lupin’s head was killing him, he mused, while he rubbed the back of it to try and quell the pain – which, it didn’t, but he couldn’t help but continue doing so anyway as he willed his vision to just focus. He was knocked back and hit the ground rather hard with his head, no signs of blood was felt, but he knew he would have to get it checked later on just to be on the safe side.
Man, was his escape from that heist not exactly the best of his flashy exists – a explosion knocking his body through the window and onto the ground; however, he was rather safe for the moment, odd looks from fellow individuals within the streets of London greeting him, he was sure. He winded up on a rather busy street, from all the sounds he was hearing.
As his vision was slowly coming back to him, he looked up and saw a lone woman, her attire wasn’t… necessarily something accustomed to seeing around these parts. Confusion dawned on his face as he registered that fact, but he merely let out a friendly grin as he heard her speak to him.
“Ah, something among those lines, yes… Worry not, Mademoiselle, I can still speak.” He paused, grin set on his face as he quietly studied her, gauging her reactions, seeing if she was someone he had to be wary of,
“And who are you to bless me with your presence?”
