[Even if Ion could verbally respond to that, he wouldn't know the answer. He's getting steadily dizzier from loss of blood and he isn't sure how long he'll be able to keep up walking. At the same time, he knew his circulation was bad on a good day, so all of this plus the freezing weather wasn't doing his body any good.]
[Whatever the case, his body decides to make that answer for him. As he goes to make another step, he abruptly stops, his legs suddenly feeling as though he were wearing shoes made of lead weights. He'll lose consciousness if he doesn't warm up a little bit, and soon.]
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[Whatever the case, his body decides to make that answer for him. As he goes to make another step, he abruptly stops, his legs suddenly feeling as though he were wearing shoes made of lead weights. He'll lose consciousness if he doesn't warm up a little bit, and soon.]