[He's not sure what to expect. So it's nice when it's... nice. No instruments, no wires or tubes or needles, no strange hands making him feel more like a piece of meat than a person. And it doesn't hurt. For once, something, somewhere in him doesn't hurt.
With or without his eyes open, he receives different visual signals from the visor and he can make out the glow in Emily's hands and eyes. Just barely. He's never really given much thought to magic, but this place is going to make a believer out of him yet.
There's plenty of gruesome details to be found. Organs, struggling to keep working at reduced capacity. Muscles and heart, once weakened but stubbornly trying to build back, along with the liver. Nerve damage here and there, places where things just don't fire right anymore. Medication has helped various ailments, but it's starting to show that he's been lacking it for the length of his stay thus far.]
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With or without his eyes open, he receives different visual signals from the visor and he can make out the glow in Emily's hands and eyes. Just barely. He's never really given much thought to magic, but this place is going to make a believer out of him yet.
There's plenty of gruesome details to be found. Organs, struggling to keep working at reduced capacity. Muscles and heart, once weakened but stubbornly trying to build back, along with the liver. Nerve damage here and there, places where things just don't fire right anymore. Medication has helped various ailments, but it's starting to show that he's been lacking it for the length of his stay thus far.]