[ It's his own fault, and he'd be quick to say such if he knew an ounce of guilt had crossed the younger man's mind. He shouldn't have even risked it, but it only continues to confirm the idea that this truly is reality.
(And so, what of this man? What he'd.... absorbed about him, from the horrible slithering thing inside of him? What does he do with this information?)
Konstantin nods carefully, breathing again — another bad spell, another breathing session. In and out, slow, and the gagging stops again, and he's left panting yet again, rubbing his burning eyes, opening them to see Vasiliy there with some things he's fetched. ]
Ahhhh. I'm all right, this time. I promise. [ He manages another smile, trying to seem humoured, good-natured. He's embarrassed for his behaviour before, and now too — coughing and convulsing and unable to keep a good handle on himself. It must be frightening, abhorrent to witness. He tries again to move past it, pretends he can. ]
How long until the effects of it wear off? The anaesthetic.
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(And so, what of this man? What he'd.... absorbed about him, from the horrible slithering thing inside of him? What does he do with this information?)
Konstantin nods carefully, breathing again — another bad spell, another breathing session. In and out, slow, and the gagging stops again, and he's left panting yet again, rubbing his burning eyes, opening them to see Vasiliy there with some things he's fetched. ]
Ahhhh. I'm all right, this time. I promise. [ He manages another smile, trying to seem humoured, good-natured. He's embarrassed for his behaviour before, and now too — coughing and convulsing and unable to keep a good handle on himself. It must be frightening, abhorrent to witness. He tries again to move past it, pretends he can. ]
How long until the effects of it wear off? The anaesthetic.