[even without the haze of trancensia in his brain and enhancing all of his senses, childe's distorted voice still hurts his ears.
huffing and puffing, nehan fights to prop himself up onto his elbows, and looks at childe suffering on the ground nearby. a normal person would feel guilty for the damage they've done, but nehan does not-- what's done is done. but the erune waits until childe's transformation has ebbed away, and then he begins the long, slow process of crawling towards him.
for a status report, for one.]
Did I break anything? [only intense self-control and sheer experience with keeping himself together in times of extreme pain lets nehan speak this clearly. his voice may be soft, but he still manages to enunciate each word properly.]
no subject
huffing and puffing, nehan fights to prop himself up onto his elbows, and looks at childe suffering on the ground nearby. a normal person would feel guilty for the damage they've done, but nehan does not-- what's done is done. but the erune waits until childe's transformation has ebbed away, and then he begins the long, slow process of crawling towards him.
for a status report, for one.]
Did I break anything? [only intense self-control and sheer experience with keeping himself together in times of extreme pain lets nehan speak this clearly. his voice may be soft, but he still manages to enunciate each word properly.]