I know.

[ he heard him, but it's easy to correct as he lifts his head to look towards where kamui sits. ]

It's not help that I need. I need to understand what directions I'm going to take to get the civilians home.

[ every person stuck in this place is a civilian that needs help, he's heard from agent choi that he's been here for some time, longer than what soleum knows. it's because of this he has to work extra hard, he needs to find what the agent overlooked, investigate locations that they shouldn't go to. risk himself over and over and over again like they did for him, even if they did it once, it's fine for him to triple their efforts.

soleum hasn't been counting. ]

I'm not sure.

[ he leans back against the chair, a hand rubs up his face, pushing the mask further and further up until it falls. his hand settles over his eyes, he stares into the darkness as black locks of hair part to allow his fingers to weave through them. should he have been keeping count, what he had hoped is that this child would have paid attention to it himself, been more self-conscious of the time that he has.

that isn't the case.

besides, who would be able to count down the seconds, minutes and hours? kim soleum, that's who, but he can barely focus, and even the darkness is offering some sort of discomfort to him. he has to do something soon or he'll regret wasting time, if he doesn't do anything now then saving them will be meaningless. ]

You just entered, so it shouldn't have been that long.