Khyran seemed to be teetering on the cusp of consciousness, the materia still clutched in his hand like it, and only it, existed. Sweat beaded his brow. He didn't seem aware of anything that was going on around him, much less the pressuring state of his impromptu traveling companion.
It was some time after the food was prepared did the man seem to regain some level of clarity. Recalling where he was, he lurched upright, his arm limp at his side. If the Roe was trying to help him now, she would find his sudden lurching movements difficult to work around.Â
"Ma'am? Are you alright?!" He asked, groggily. To him, not much time had passed. He looked between the Roe and the starved Miqo, his breaths heavy and rapid as he tried to assess a threat from the situation.Â
But he seemed so weak... It was unlikely he could do much else.Â
[color=rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961)]((Sorry for the wait. Had a bit of health problems. ))[/color]
It was some time after the food was prepared did the man seem to regain some level of clarity. Recalling where he was, he lurched upright, his arm limp at his side. If the Roe was trying to help him now, she would find his sudden lurching movements difficult to work around.Â
"Ma'am? Are you alright?!" He asked, groggily. To him, not much time had passed. He looked between the Roe and the starved Miqo, his breaths heavy and rapid as he tried to assess a threat from the situation.Â
But he seemed so weak... It was unlikely he could do much else.Â
[color=rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961)]((Sorry for the wait. Had a bit of health problems. ))[/color]
