For all the quickness that Garou’s eyes opened, the rest of his body remained deathly still. Any urge to move was quashed by the fact that his vision was still blurry, something that was thankfully fixed with a few slow blinks. Now that he could actually see the figures at the edge of his vision clearly, he sat up quickly to get a better feel for his surroundings.

The sudden motion was almost enough to send him back on the ground, blood rushing away his head, and instinctively his arm shot out behind to catch himself. The brief bout of dizziness passed in moments, though he spent those few seconds with a grimace plastered on his face. As he glanced around at the numerous other creatures around, the innate understanding that they were also goblins was present in his head. Wriggling his toes and fingers as he turned his gaze to the single creature that stood apart from them, Garou cocked his head to the side slightly in observation. 

Though some of the other goblins seemed to already have taken to talking Garou didn’t feel any need to reply. He moved his jaw around a bit as he stood. Leaning backwards and forwards a few times helped with his sense of balance before he took a step forward cautiously. Given his legs felt solid enough that he wouldn’t simply keel over, Garou glanced about for anything of interest besides others of his kind. If there was nothing, then naturally he’d leave this room behind to search.