[Childe stays unconscious for a good ten or so minutes, before he begins to stir. His vision is blurry, at first. He can feel. Something on his head?
He lifts his arm to touch it-- a leaf? His scalp feels a bit tacky, and he keeps getting wafts of blood, but worse, this time.]
Hunh? Wha?
[His vision clears, and he sees. Casper, next to him. They're in a different room? All fury quickly forgotten, he can't even think of the image of his dead brother on the floor if he tried, but he could remember a pile of. Various plant matter, leaves and roots....
But he remembers lashing out, attacking. Casper's blood, the bat. That voice.
He rubs at his eyes, as if it will help him focus. He gets a better look at the other man now, he'd roughed him up pretty well. The Harbinger frowns, expression turning into something between shame and concern. He sits up, fully, crossing his legs.
His head aches terribly. He absolutely deserves it.]
I... Don't understand how or why I... I'm sorry. Are you okay? That was. It was crazy. I don't know what came over me.
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He lifts his arm to touch it-- a leaf? His scalp feels a bit tacky, and he keeps getting wafts of blood, but worse, this time.]
Hunh? Wha?
[His vision clears, and he sees. Casper, next to him. They're in a different room? All fury quickly forgotten, he can't even think of the image of his dead brother on the floor if he tried, but he could remember a pile of. Various plant matter, leaves and roots....
But he remembers lashing out, attacking. Casper's blood, the bat. That voice.
He rubs at his eyes, as if it will help him focus. He gets a better look at the other man now, he'd roughed him up pretty well. The Harbinger frowns, expression turning into something between shame and concern. He sits up, fully, crossing his legs.
His head aches terribly. He absolutely deserves it.]
I... Don't understand how or why I... I'm sorry. Are you okay? That was. It was crazy. I don't know what came over me.