[The healing helps, even if it doesn't completely stem the flow of blood. The pain clears just enough, and the dizziness finally begins to fade, enough for him to focus again.
There's another attempt to stand, but he's weak, physically and emotionally, his body finally giving into the toll and leaving him shaking.
Quiet, gentle - these are the types of words normally used to describe him, and until now, they were perfectly accurate.
The sound he makes now is far from it, an agonized wail. Because despite everything he worked for, despite his very best efforts, his grandparents no longer exist in this world, never would again, and he could do nothing.
He's stopped moving, hands to his face as he continues to make that miserable sound. Jury's out whether or not this is precisely a good thing, with the surroundings as tense as they are, but he's too far lost to even take note.]
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There's another attempt to stand, but he's weak, physically and emotionally, his body finally giving into the toll and leaving him shaking.
Quiet, gentle - these are the types of words normally used to describe him, and until now, they were perfectly accurate.
The sound he makes now is far from it, an agonized wail. Because despite everything he worked for, despite his very best efforts, his grandparents no longer exist in this world, never would again, and he could do nothing.
He's stopped moving, hands to his face as he continues to make that miserable sound. Jury's out whether or not this is precisely a good thing, with the surroundings as tense as they are, but he's too far lost to even take note.]