"No...No I'm alright. I don't..." Dan Heng breathes for a moment, shaking his head, then regretting it when it kind of makes the room spin. Okay. Alright. Okay.

He dimly registers Sylvain talking, and an increased pressure on his shoulder. It's grounding, so he focuses on that for a moment, until the room stops. Moving. So much. Maybe this is all combined symptoms of spending too long in here? Hard to tell.

Inhale...

Exhale.

Dan Heng huffs, forcing himself to stand up straighter again. "While I appreciate the offer," he says, matching Sylvain's teasing offer with familiar dryness, "I'm just tired, not an invalid." Despite his brusque attitude, he's not harsh about removing Sylvain's hand from his shoulder. He's grateful. But he's also just...embarrassed at how helpful it was. He's fine. He doesn't need to be carried after failing the simulation so badly.

"Come on." And with that, Dan Heng starts heading to the exit, giving a vague gesture with his head for his companion to follow. A watery dragon tail forms behind him as he walks, offering better balance in his somewhat unsteady steps.