[ he doesn't actually move when he wakes. all he does is stay frozen in place, eyes slowly sliding open as his mind struggles to come to grips with what he just witnessed. while his heart is racing, the rest of his body feels completely numb.
the scream quickly jolts him out of his stupor. his eyes move sluggishly to owain, tracing his figure through the darkness. the words make little sense to him but, well, that's nothing new. he doesn't yet know what to make of his despair, of the pain, but perhaps focusing on owain will help. if not that, then his mask. it's always helped him hide his pain before.
slowly, he sits up and tenderly reaches for owain's face. ] Owain?
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the scream quickly jolts him out of his stupor. his eyes move sluggishly to owain, tracing his figure through the darkness. the words make little sense to him but, well, that's nothing new. he doesn't yet know what to make of his despair, of the pain, but perhaps focusing on owain will help. if not that, then his mask. it's always helped him hide his pain before.
slowly, he sits up and tenderly reaches for owain's face. ] Owain?