[Ken doesn't know what's going on, he doesn't remember if he's ever known what's going on because he doesn't remember anything at all, and he doesn't like it.
He doesn't like the crowd of people around him, but he's been too uncertain, too confused, to settle on any kind of course of action at all. He doesn't know what he should be doing - isn't even clear on what he wants to be doing. So he'd withdrawn as far from the other people wandering around as possible, his back to something solid, and he's been all but baring his teeth at anyone or anything that gets too close. But he hasn't completely fled, mostly because he doesn't know where he'd go. And also he's pretty sure he'd...died? He thinks? Except that doesn't make sense. If he's dead, why is he here?
If he is dead, though, then it's not like anything worse can happen to him...probably. His brain is trying to tell him that, but his instincts refuse to accept it.
When a redhead beelines for him, Ken's head snaps to look at him, and he actually does bare his teeth at him. Part of him just wants to attack things, to just lash out and maybe that'll get rid of some of the nervous energy he's feeling, but he's so confused and indecisive as a result that the resolve to carry through with it isn't there.
The contrary stubbornness happens on complete autopilot.]
None of your business, byon!
[The resemblance to a cornered animal is blatant, the belligerence clearly in line with it. He's tense and alarmed enough that he looks like he might chew one of his own limbs off if it'd get him away from this.]
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He doesn't like the crowd of people around him, but he's been too uncertain, too confused, to settle on any kind of course of action at all. He doesn't know what he should be doing - isn't even clear on what he wants to be doing. So he'd withdrawn as far from the other people wandering around as possible, his back to something solid, and he's been all but baring his teeth at anyone or anything that gets too close. But he hasn't completely fled, mostly because he doesn't know where he'd go. And also he's pretty sure he'd...died? He thinks? Except that doesn't make sense. If he's dead, why is he here?
If he is dead, though, then it's not like anything worse can happen to him...probably. His brain is trying to tell him that, but his instincts refuse to accept it.
When a redhead beelines for him, Ken's head snaps to look at him, and he actually does bare his teeth at him. Part of him just wants to attack things, to just lash out and maybe that'll get rid of some of the nervous energy he's feeling, but he's so confused and indecisive as a result that the resolve to carry through with it isn't there.
The contrary stubbornness happens on complete autopilot.]
None of your business, byon!
[The resemblance to a cornered animal is blatant, the belligerence clearly in line with it. He's tense and alarmed enough that he looks like he might chew one of his own limbs off if it'd get him away from this.]