[ dextera takes it all without complaint, largely because he’s tired, and still a little dizzy from the exhaustion. guren can yell at him until he feels better, and then... they can begin to heal, in whatever way they require it.
he touches his throat, a conscious motion. he spoke before, didn’t he? but he’s so weary now, and he’s not sure if his voice has left him again because of that or the same block that’s been laid over him since he woke up.
dextera tries to stand, wincing when the motion pulls at a wound that needs more attention than he’s given it. so maybe he’ll stay on the ground after all.
he breathes out; it’s a rough, wet sound, but at least he’s breathing. ]
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he touches his throat, a conscious motion. he spoke before, didn’t he? but he’s so weary now, and he’s not sure if his voice has left him again because of that or the same block that’s been laid over him since he woke up.
dextera tries to stand, wincing when the motion pulls at a wound that needs more attention than he’s given it. so maybe he’ll stay on the ground after all.
he breathes out; it’s a rough, wet sound, but at least he’s breathing. ]