[Burns down his arms, worse where his shirt had melted into his skin. Broken ribs forming a black band across his chest and puncture wounds and lacerations from what, essentially, was the experience of being caught in a building that turned into an avalanche. People have still had worse, but it wasn't fun.
Freddie learned one thing from it, which is what when it's really bad you don't seem to feel the pain in proportional amounts. Shock and perhaps concussion combined to block enough of it out.
Unlike now.
Cassidy presses, and Freddie lets out a low whimper and heads straight back into his lap to reclaim his hand. At least he's not across the floor again, but just sitting there is impossible.
He ducks his head against Cassidy's shoulder, jarring his chin in the process, and sighs.]
I know that you're so fucking sad. Something got eaten, when you went away. I don't know what it was. But you can feel the gaps.
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[Burns down his arms, worse where his shirt had melted into his skin. Broken ribs forming a black band across his chest and puncture wounds and lacerations from what, essentially, was the experience of being caught in a building that turned into an avalanche. People have still had worse, but it wasn't fun.
Freddie learned one thing from it, which is what when it's really bad you don't seem to feel the pain in proportional amounts. Shock and perhaps concussion combined to block enough of it out.
Unlike now.
Cassidy presses, and Freddie lets out a low whimper and heads straight back into his lap to reclaim his hand. At least he's not across the floor again, but just sitting there is impossible.
He ducks his head against Cassidy's shoulder, jarring his chin in the process, and sighs.]
I know that you're so fucking sad. Something got eaten, when you went away. I don't know what it was. But you can feel the gaps.