The thing that is breaking is the building he just walked out of!

Specifically, it is being broken by a winged monster thing crashing through a window. A few seconds later, it flies out and disappears into the sky.

He is suddenly gripped with the unshakable feeling that this is his fault.

Against his will, for the first time since his school days, he starts whispering a prayer.

He feels very very small. The building isn't safe -- the outdoors aren't safe -- he sits down against the wall and curls up and covers his head and tries to pretend he isn't in grave danger.

And Terrence faints. Again.

"Shut the window for God's sake!" he screams.

Jing Yi is running back into the room because of the shouting. "What happened? Why is Terrence on the floor again?!"

Yeah, classic fuckin Terrence.

"The sky's doing it to him," Oscar says helpfully and with great conviction.

"Something broke. I'm not looking because looking made Terrence faint."

"You see yourself but wrong and you're less of a person," Oscar asserts.

That sure is some glass from a broken window. "I know I was suggesting I stick around for a bit, but-- someone needs to get Terrence to the train station. And check if Sal is okay."

Of course Oscar's useless and selfish and can't help.

Deep breath.

"Oscar, do you think if I'm your seeing-eye person you can carry Terrence, I know I can't."

"...I can try. Thank you. I just--" he moves to get ready to go because he knows he sounds like a coward. "If we hear the whistle we need to shut our eyes."

"That sounds like a good plan." Not that he intends to do it, knowledge is power when someone is attacking you. He takes Terrence by the shoulders.

"I can carry him," he says sharply. Maybe it's kind of petulant but he'd like at least a chance to be useful and not selfish and cowardly and rotten.

Terrence's lips are moving like he's reciting something. He's still deeply out of it and unresponsive, though.

At the same time his lips stop moving, he blinks awake, and groans. He makes some effort to pull his feet under him, leaning on whoever's holding him up at the moment.

"...Someone who has both legs and eyes should pay for the room. Which can be me if Terrence feels steady enough on his feet."

"Hrmph. Areyou-" His eyes flick hurriedly around the room. Everyone is there? And fine?? "Where'ssal."

"I sure hope he's at the train station!"

"You saw something awful and fainted again," Oscar says. "The sky out here is wrong." 

There is no barkeep available to pay for the room!

Does it matter. Can we just go already. Is not paying for the room the worst of our crimes.

Terrence blinks fearfully. Did none of them see it!? He's trying to get it together but he's still out of it. "There'smenoutthere."

"Ohmygod. Sal."

"--with whistles?"

Men???