[ His escape from Achamoth had not been the most well-constructed of plans, but he'd hoped to get a little farther than this before becoming trapped. He also hadn't expected to be so thoroughly petrified and is regretting he didn't take more of his Pleromas' warnings to heart when they'd spoken about potential threats among the Kenoma. He had just assumed he'd get himself out of any sticky situation by negotiation.
So here he stands now, a block of stone, only his head remaining mobile. He's tired, starving, banged up, could use a bathroom, and there's a bird or two roosting on his shoulders, but he's trying to be positive. Someone is bound to pass by and notice his distress eventually.
...Any moment now.
He spends several minutes thinking this before a Pleroma finally does actually pass by, one of the new faces he'd caught on the way to Achamoth. Because he can't move anything but his head, he tries to wriggle it around to get her attention –although, he could just call out to her. ]
Hey! Over here! I know I look kind of like a statue, but I was actually turned to stone! Don't be alarmed!
[ His shouting is probably not helping, but it did scare the birds away, so... win? ]
⇢ closed to Aerith
So here he stands now, a block of stone, only his head remaining mobile. He's tired, starving, banged up, could use a bathroom, and there's a bird or two roosting on his shoulders, but he's trying to be positive. Someone is bound to pass by and notice his distress eventually.
...Any moment now.
He spends several minutes thinking this before a Pleroma finally does actually pass by, one of the new faces he'd caught on the way to Achamoth. Because he can't move anything but his head, he tries to wriggle it around to get her attention –although, he could just call out to her. ]
Hey! Over here! I know I look kind of like a statue, but I was actually turned to stone! Don't be alarmed!
[ His shouting is probably not helping, but it did scare the birds away, so... win? ]