His eyes are still bulging wide as Wash grabs and drags him into the store. He looks at the downed Joker gang member on the ground, barely even registering how close he'd been to getting killed.
By the time they get into the safety of the store (ravaged, most of its shelves overturned, the lights broken and flickering), he's trembling from head to toe.
He's still speechless. The cogs inside his head are jammed, completely still, as he tries to process it all -- and tries to work through the anxiety clutching at his chest and throat with an iron grip.
When he finally finds words, they're not even close to coherent.
"It's -- how --"
Another explosion booms in the distance as one of the very alien explosive devices goes off. There's a bright flash of light and a shockwave that breaks some of the windows of the shop. Yuuri staggers back as if he's been shot, his back slamming into a wall. He sinks down to his butt on the floor and closes his eyes tight, expecting another shockwave or explosion to come, but it doesn't.
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By the time they get into the safety of the store (ravaged, most of its shelves overturned, the lights broken and flickering), he's trembling from head to toe.
He's still speechless. The cogs inside his head are jammed, completely still, as he tries to process it all -- and tries to work through the anxiety clutching at his chest and throat with an iron grip.
When he finally finds words, they're not even close to coherent.
"It's -- how --"
Another explosion booms in the distance as one of the very alien explosive devices goes off. There's a bright flash of light and a shockwave that breaks some of the windows of the shop. Yuuri staggers back as if he's been shot, his back slamming into a wall. He sinks down to his butt on the floor and closes his eyes tight, expecting another shockwave or explosion to come, but it doesn't.