Nope stumbles for a moment, blinking, shaking his head. A little unsteadily at first, he heads over to Floral to help pull her out of the water. "H-hey, talk to m-me," he tries to engage Floral, maybe hoping she is still conscious, since there are no bee stings or anything. "are you-"

Freeze. No bee stings. Nope's brow furrows. Checks a different spot. Nothing. More hastily, another. Nothing. But I didn't-

Freeze again, having let go of Floral, hands just splayed out and held, eyes first looking like they are searching, but increasingly so in places where nothing could actually be, listening with increasing intent. Nope rises slowly, a shiver crawling down his spin as a sinking feeling spreads. By the time he is standing upright, his eyes are wide, slowly looking around, breathing as shallow as possible, moving as little as possible, as to not make a sound. The silence expands, becoming a vast empty space. Feeling of vertigo on solid ground. Falling, but not falling. Horizon further than the mind, space not fitting consciousness. Mouth moving near soundlessly, butchering repeating questions because of the shaking, half-drowned by unsteady breaths. Everything repeats, wide eyes burning, watering and overflowing, as the abyss stares.

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Later...

On the second day of no food, Nope appears exactly at midnight where people normally pass to get their food, prostrated on the ground. He remains like this for 24 hours. Prompted, he says he is sorry, that he messed up. If attacked by the citizens, he does not fight back. If he returns home at midnight bleeding and broken, then that is what it is. He deserves it.