[ It comes late in the afternoon, after a good six hours of Carver fighting the inevitable and running through every medical protocol he's ever learned. None of them change a thing.
He maybe has a panic attack or three in the middle. He definitely walks into a wall. Absolutely none of it changes a thing.
Fact: He can't see.
Also fact: He cannot fucking see. Something has to be done about that before he loses the thread completely. ]
Voice - forward dated to April 2
He maybe has a panic attack or three in the middle. He definitely walks into a wall. Absolutely none of it changes a thing.
Fact: He can't see.
Also fact: He cannot fucking see. Something has to be done about that before he loses the thread completely. ]
Your magic. Can you heal?
[ His voice is dangerously flat. ]