[He is one that does not respond at all as he sits up. His hand simply stays pressed to his head, fingers clenching.
It's the loss of one illusion that triggers the threat of another, pounding in such a similar way that he can feel his ears start to muffle with familiar, incessant ringing, gaze unfocused against his lap as his eyes struggle not to shrink to pinpoint.
What response he gives to Shadow is stuttered, little more than an apology, before he shoves to his feet and tries to get some distance.]
not here, i'm gonna move this to aftermath!
It's the loss of one illusion that triggers the threat of another, pounding in such a similar way that he can feel his ears start to muffle with familiar, incessant ringing, gaze unfocused against his lap as his eyes struggle not to shrink to pinpoint.
What response he gives to Shadow is stuttered, little more than an apology, before he shoves to his feet and tries to get some distance.]