Untangling himself from Anita and Nathaniel takes a small effort. Slipping from Anita's body pulls a small sound from him that ends up somewhere between a soft groan and a sob that he doesn't want anyone to hear but can't swallow down. He had feared Anita would push him away in the end, and to have it happen is like a blade being driven into him.
Standing, he looks around the room for the first time, noticing all the blood and mayhem he has left in his wake. Memories are always a bit fuzzy when it comes to going, revenant. Seeing the evidence of his madness in the blood and wounds of all the others in the room sparks a deep shame in him that joins with the sorrow.
Pulling himself together emotionally as much as possible, he offers both Nathaniel and Anita a hand up. The need to be close to Nat and Anita is nearly overwhelming in spite of -- or perhaps because of -- his shame and sadness. He decides to let someone else speak for the group to answer Micah's question.
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Standing, he looks around the room for the first time, noticing all the blood and mayhem he has left in his wake. Memories are always a bit fuzzy when it comes to going, revenant. Seeing the evidence of his madness in the blood and wounds of all the others in the room sparks a deep shame in him that joins with the sorrow.
Pulling himself together emotionally as much as possible, he offers both Nathaniel and Anita a hand up. The need to be close to Nat and Anita is nearly overwhelming in spite of -- or perhaps because of -- his shame and sadness. He decides to let someone else speak for the group to answer Micah's question.