[Relief rushing through him when he hears her response. She doesn't sound hurt at all. He makes his way unsteadily to his feet and begins walking in the direction of her voice, body braced for another attack.]
I'm okay. [For the most part.] I'm heading your way.
[As soon as the words are out of his mouth he's stopped in his tracks by the sudden return of the lights. He throws an arm up to shield his eyes.
Once his eyes have adjusted he's looking around, noticing the pristine state of the mirrors. If it wasn't for his aches and pains and the blood dripping down his face, he would think it had all been his imagination.]
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I'm okay. [For the most part.] I'm heading your way.
[As soon as the words are out of his mouth he's stopped in his tracks by the sudden return of the lights. He throws an arm up to shield his eyes.
Once his eyes have adjusted he's looking around, noticing the pristine state of the mirrors. If it wasn't for his aches and pains and the blood dripping down his face, he would think it had all been his imagination.]
Again? Has this happened to you before?