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*having to think about that too... he peeks around, taking a breath to make sure he's calmed down, and makes himself get up, so he can step out of the alley he's ducked down, and look around... Abel might catch sight of a street sign, or recognizable building, if he knows the Industrial sector halfway well. Judging by the look on his face, Harley's probably plenty lost, himself.* ....not... really?

*right now, it doesn't entirely register to him that he ought to be wary of people he doesn't know; this guy's been quite nice to him so far... besides, saying he's "horribly stressed" is putting it mildly. "shell-shocked" is plenty accurate; he wasn't kidding about Heat trying to literally eat him. Alive.*