He feels the motion when she pulls the trigger through what grip he's managed, the impact from the blast, and even though there's no blood blowing out from the side of her head and a strange creature rears up instead (there's fear prickling at the edge of his awareness, things that aren't human that he doesn't recognize have never, ever been a good thing), Lenka doesn't quite register any of that just yet.
He can't, because he's too busy staggering back, gritting his teeth and closing his eyes and pushing down as hard as he can on the sudden clawing panic in his chest. The scent of blood still hanging in the air isn't helping matters.
Breathe. It's fine. Forget the sound. Forget the feel of it. Forget the blood, forget the urge to run. He'll just stand there for a while, still as a statue. Feel free to work around him.]
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He feels the motion when she pulls the trigger through what grip he's managed, the impact from the blast, and even though there's no blood blowing out from the side of her head and a strange creature rears up instead (there's fear prickling at the edge of his awareness, things that aren't human that he doesn't recognize have never, ever been a good thing), Lenka doesn't quite register any of that just yet.
He can't, because he's too busy staggering back, gritting his teeth and closing his eyes and pushing down as hard as he can on the sudden clawing panic in his chest. The scent of blood still hanging in the air isn't helping matters.
Breathe. It's fine. Forget the sound. Forget the feel of it. Forget the blood, forget the urge to run. He'll just stand there for a while, still as a statue. Feel free to work around him.]