[it definitely has the aura of both. absolutely.

still, permission was granted, so Blue makes his way inside, his hand out to press upon the door frame and nearby fixtures to keep himself upright as he takes careful steps. it's still not easy to move about, but he's no longer the ragged, sweaty mess he'd been when first trying. just tired.]

My concern...was that interruption...would cause you some problem in your process.

[a beat.]

I don't recognize you...were you...at Braccia?