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Quin started to the side, away from the tunnel. He had looked awkward, standing there, but the grace with which he moved on his crutches was astounding. He leaned on his crutches and stood still, studying the wall where the tunnel had been.

“I think I’ll make it alright, if that quits happening.” he muttered after Liorah.

Then he turned back toward the others. His looked quickly away and muttered, “Hi,” to no one in particular.

[Quin is short. Like 5 feet tall. and slight. he was always thin, but a lack of activity since his accident has left him positively skinny. he has dark brown hair and eyes that are ??? I don’t remember. he’s currently dressed in a white-ish shirt and suspenders. the left leg of his of his trousers is empty past the knee, and he uses roughly made wooden crutches with surprising alacrity]