[ His name gets lost in the surge of sound following the explosions in the air. The vision leaves him breathing this time its grip gentler than all the other times it's taken him. Only the Old Ones know whether it's from passing through the eye to the realm of the gods multiple times or from the distance between his current point and the vision. When he returns to himself, he holds onto Allen, reminding himself to lighten his grip while his thoughts remain distant and out of focus.
After the last shimmer of firelight fades from the sky, people migrate inside, leaving them out on the hill. One too disconnected to follow their lead and the other too concerned with the former to pay heed. Caught up in his tangled thoughts, Allen's question reels him back, drawing his eyes to him. Quiet and unsettled, his fingers grow cold and he nods once. ]
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After the last shimmer of firelight fades from the sky, people migrate inside, leaving them out on the hill. One too disconnected to follow their lead and the other too concerned with the former to pay heed. Caught up in his tangled thoughts, Allen's question reels him back, drawing his eyes to him. Quiet and unsettled, his fingers grow cold and he nods once. ]
I'm okay.