[Myr's tone is far less foggy on that word; now that he's a reason to be awake, he's awake frightfully quickly. His usual emotions haven't found their way back to him yet but perhaps that's a blessing when so many of them seemed to be anger lately.
Perhaps this fog's a gift he can use, for whatever time it's granted him until it's gone.
He gestures in the vague direction of the food he's laid out and not eaten.]
Eat something. Drink something.
We need to talk.
[This needs to be done sooner than later, before his own engraved patterns betray him and put them both firmly back on the downward spiraling path he'd been heretofore unable to stop.
(Hadn't known enough to stop. Thank Niles at least for that.)]
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[Myr's tone is far less foggy on that word; now that he's a reason to be awake, he's awake frightfully quickly. His usual emotions haven't found their way back to him yet but perhaps that's a blessing when so many of them seemed to be anger lately.
Perhaps this fog's a gift he can use, for whatever time it's granted him until it's gone.
He gestures in the vague direction of the food he's laid out and not eaten.]
Eat something. Drink something.
We need to talk.
[This needs to be done sooner than later, before his own engraved patterns betray him and put them both firmly back on the downward spiraling path he'd been heretofore unable to stop.
(Hadn't known enough to stop. Thank Niles at least for that.)]