Mamoud Essa
“No!” He told him rationally. “Why are we leaving now?” He frowned, ignoring the wind that sent his hair majestically flowing in the wind, until it got in his face. Then, he batted it away, quickly regaining composure and going back to frowning. Mamoud did not see a reason to deciding not to waiting a couple hours, and his mind is very hard to change so Daniel’s luck was currently in the toilet getting flushed by Mam. He is a peacemaker, though, so there was still a little luck for Daniel to manage to convince him. He didn’t know enough about Elodie, if he were her he’d still probably push through the day so there was no room to sympathize, but standing beside her he could feel her energy. And he understood that she was probably not in the mood to be anywhere right now. His eyes couldn’t help but ponder to see the external look behind that feeling in his core, causing him to unfold his arms, and readjust the angle of his feet in stance. Then he looked back out at Daniel. Waiting for an answer.