He makes a startled sound as Zerxus scoops him up with a motion so smooth it feels practiced. He's suddenly much closer to the other man's face, dizziness making him giddy on top of everything else.
"God you're beautiful," he says, the words impulse, and he can feel himself go red. He clears his throat lightly. "Where are we-- where are we headed?"
Not like he can do much about their destination even if Zerxus tells him. His bones feel like jelly, his body oddly numb. Is this shock? He thought he'd been in shock before, but nothing feels familiar. His throat hurts like he's screamed it raw.
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"God you're beautiful," he says, the words impulse, and he can feel himself go red. He clears his throat lightly. "Where are we-- where are we headed?"
Not like he can do much about their destination even if Zerxus tells him. His bones feel like jelly, his body oddly numb. Is this shock? He thought he'd been in shock before, but nothing feels familiar. His throat hurts like he's screamed it raw.
He's pretty sure Zerxus is saying something.
He himself is also finally passing out.