The words make more sense now, in that he can follow them and recognize who's speaking- how long have I been out how much time have I lostdid I nearly just die? Or- that other being...
"It-" He can't get out more than a word under the pressure he's feeling.
It's good he didn't scream, some surprisingly coherent part of the back of his mind whispers. It would be a bad thing if they were to be noticed out here, all of that attention on them-
His shoulders slump down, and the deeper breathing continues.
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did I nearly just die? Or- that other being..."It-" He can't get out more than a word under the pressure he's feeling.
It's good he didn't scream, some surprisingly coherent part of the back of his mind whispers. It would be a bad thing if they were to be noticed out here, all of that attention on them-
His shoulders slump down, and the deeper breathing continues.