[For the first few steps, Joseph stumbles. He wasn't expecting Caesar to choose to run. Not after the talk just before his brain shutdown without his permission. But he holds onto and tightens his grip on Caesar's hand, regaining his balance and managing to keep up.]
Uh, Caesar, where the hell are we going?!
[He glances behind them, hoping that Caesar has some kind of plan here. Or that he's at least thinking about it. This technique really doesn't work if you're not thinking while running. Not that he doesn't trust Caesar, but it's not like him at all to hightail it out of an immediate fight.]
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Uh, Caesar, where the hell are we going?!
[He glances behind them, hoping that Caesar has some kind of plan here. Or that he's at least thinking about it. This technique really doesn't work if you're not thinking while running. Not that he doesn't trust Caesar, but it's not like him at all to hightail it out of an immediate fight.]