Jake didn't really hear what Aaron had said. He'd kinda dropped into autopilot as he'd followed Bruce, his hands and arms already back in the rhythm of pushing himself about. He kept his head up just enough to see where Bruce was going, but other than that, he didn't pick up on anything. All he could think about was that he was in a fucking chair again. Less than an hour ago, he was swordfighting. And now this...
He was so caught up in his thoughts that he missed a corner, going straight on for a couple feet before he realized Bruce wasn't just in front of him any more, and he had to spin round to see the corridor branching off to the left. Shit. He took a moment to scrub at his face and try to snap out of it, and then he went after Bruce again.