[Out of it is a good way to put it. He vaguely knows he's being held -- but the person holding him keeps flickering in his eyes. Sometimes it's Sorey, sometimes it's Miranda. Either way, their words seem rather far away- he can only get the gist. Miranda's terrified, Sorey's being reassuring.
It's only when Yu flies in on his dragon does the memory fade enough for him to be fully in the present. Though nothing makes you question if you're out of it like your friend riding in on a goddamn dragon.]
T-The fuck...? A fucking dragon? Shit Yu...
[He still manages to say weakly , clearly out of it. The magic washes over him, easing up some of the pain, and sealing up many of the wounds. But he's still lost a lot of blood- it's kinda all over the pavement. Not to mention his face is a mess right now. There's no question that he's going to need to see a hospital.]
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It's only when Yu flies in on his dragon does the memory fade enough for him to be fully in the present. Though nothing makes you question if you're out of it like your friend riding in on a goddamn dragon.]
T-The fuck...? A fucking dragon? Shit Yu...
[He still manages to say weakly , clearly out of it. The magic washes over him, easing up some of the pain, and sealing up many of the wounds. But he's still lost a lot of blood- it's kinda all over the pavement. Not to mention his face is a mess right now. There's no question that he's going to need to see a hospital.]