[Something was very wrong. The pain clouded his thinking and his senses. And for some reason he was unable to sense the precise movements of those around him. It was as if his injuries cast a heavy veil over him, shrouding his perceptions in darkness.
Still, he could hear the gentle familiar cooing of Marishka's voice, and feel the softness of her touch.
It was something to focus on, instead of the confusion of what was wrong, and the changes in pain levels of Lavi's exploration. Attention still on Marishka, he kept his voice quiet and more evenly measured.]
[action for any help]
Still, he could hear the gentle familiar cooing of Marishka's voice, and feel the softness of her touch.
It was something to focus on, instead of the confusion of what was wrong, and the changes in pain levels of Lavi's exploration. Attention still on Marishka, he kept his voice quiet and more evenly measured.]
I... hadn't realized... you knew first aid, Lavi.