Thread:Dawndragon1828/@comment-34147452-20190602233755/@comment-36159587-20190606044824

 Galaxian was tired of the awkward and unfamiliar silence, anyways. He leaned into a shadowy corner and tried teleporting, not caring where Axton was and how the demigod could go home.

 Mostly because the other could fly and teleport. He currently didn't seem to either correctly. He tried subtracting his calculations, but he stepped nearly tipped over the railing. Fortunately, nearby Chan.

 He also checked if anyone followed. There were a few--one, actually--he was especially wary of.