I didn't feel like I was either, and that--scares me.
[ There's a similar quiver in his voice, spurred on by the rising panic in his chest. His eyes dart over himself, over the clearing, trying to find a clue as to how it happened in the first place. But, nothing. Nothing but the echoes from yesterday and a steeping guilt in his gut.
When his leg pieces are mostly regrown--around the most important parts, notably--he flops back down onto his back, hand on his mouth. He doesn't respond to his name at first, amber only rolling over to the side after a moment. The emotion in them is...indescribable.
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[ There's a similar quiver in his voice, spurred on by the rising panic in his chest. His eyes dart over himself, over the clearing, trying to find a clue as to how it happened in the first place. But, nothing. Nothing but the echoes from yesterday and a steeping guilt in his gut.
When his leg pieces are mostly regrown--around the most important parts, notably--he flops back down onto his back, hand on his mouth. He doesn't respond to his name at first, amber only rolling over to the side after a moment. The emotion in them is...indescribable.
He whispers: ]
I'm sorry, Ori. Did I hurt you?