[ Which is, it seems, the perfect cue for Stephen's dying body to finally protest against motion. He manages a few taps at solid, empty air as a signal before peeling himself away, twisting just in time that when his torso convulses and blood spills from his mouth it splashes only himself and the ground and (he hopes) not Damian.
This is one of the few symptoms that translates across their divide. His blood stains the floor of both tunnels.
He stays where he is a moment to recover, but even that evidence of his falling apart isn't quite enough to kill off the small spark of himself that having company has brought back. ]
You could say that.
[ It's a bad joke but if Damian can see him and touch him he can only assume he can also hear him. His voice may be rough with lack of use and recent emissions, but there's a touch of play in there too.
More than anything, it's said in the hopes that Damian won't stress. If Stephen isn't, why should he? ]
cw: blood
This is one of the few symptoms that translates across their divide. His blood stains the floor of both tunnels.
He stays where he is a moment to recover, but even that evidence of his falling apart isn't quite enough to kill off the small spark of himself that having company has brought back. ]
You could say that.
[ It's a bad joke but if Damian can see him and touch him he can only assume he can also hear him. His voice may be rough with lack of use and recent emissions, but there's a touch of play in there too.
More than anything, it's said in the hopes that Damian won't stress. If Stephen isn't, why should he? ]