[ Thank god, he’s still here. Time in your mind talking to a demon passes differently than in the real world. Every few minutes meant an hour, and so he can imagine how long Dextera has been waiting. He’s glad to see nothing took advantage and attacked. ]
I’m okay. I’m sorry. [ He reaches to touch Dextera’s cheek with his good hand as he sits up, then glances down at the other. ]
My demon just wanted to talk. [ She had no idea of what was happening, either. Her words were muffled and distorted, like when his first demon had restrictions placed on the first time. Guren was able to read her lips for some things— their connection was out of sync, it was like the opposite of a doping pill, and it came from his hand. That was half of what he’d already found out, but by now it was through his whole body.
He pulls his hand away from Dextera to take the bandage off his hand, instead. It’s bloodied, the bandage is soaked, and even if it’s not currently bleeding, it’s an open wound. It hasn’t healed. ] Something is getting in the way.
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I’m okay. I’m sorry. [ He reaches to touch Dextera’s cheek with his good hand as he sits up, then glances down at the other. ]
My demon just wanted to talk. [ She had no idea of what was happening, either. Her words were muffled and distorted, like when his first demon had restrictions placed on the first time. Guren was able to read her lips for some things— their connection was out of sync, it was like the opposite of a doping pill, and it came from his hand. That was half of what he’d already found out, but by now it was through his whole body.
He pulls his hand away from Dextera to take the bandage off his hand, instead. It’s bloodied, the bandage is soaked, and even if it’s not currently bleeding, it’s an open wound. It hasn’t healed. ] Something is getting in the way.