[ He has to survive. Adrian has endured so much from him, given so much to him, and asked him only one thing in return. And so he survives, and Adrians' hand is in his through all of it, through the entire court falling upon him, each with a thousand reasons to want his blood, though Hector and Isaac repairing him so that it can begin again.
(Hector only repairs him once, mutters something about euthanasia and leaves the rest of his care to Isaac.).
And then Adrian's hands are gone and that, more than any other horror, is what wrenches him into wakefulness. He doesn't shoot upward or yell, just lies still against the dhampir as he tries to figure out where he is, what the thing in his hair is, settling again as the answers come to him, burying his face against Adrian's shoulder. He returns to himself quickly enough, Adrian's presence gentle and grounding, and his voice is steady by the time he speaks. ]
no subject
(Hector only repairs him once, mutters something about euthanasia and leaves the rest of his care to Isaac.).
And then Adrian's hands are gone and that, more than any other horror, is what wrenches him into wakefulness. He doesn't shoot upward or yell, just lies still against the dhampir as he tries to figure out where he is, what the thing in his hair is, settling again as the answers come to him, burying his face against Adrian's shoulder. He returns to himself quickly enough, Adrian's presence gentle and grounding, and his voice is steady by the time he speaks. ]
Time to go try not to fuck up, then.