[He's... not expecting that. The rush of light, the feelings, the guilt, the fear.
Then the screaming, splitting his head open worse than the Beast, making him inhale a sharp gasp as his eyes water. It causes him to remove his hand from the door, close his eyes, and hold his head for a moment. The other hand clutches tighter around his staff so he keeps his balance, the eye on it opening in return for his own closing. Normal vision and not what he just saw/felt/heard.
When the splitting sensation dulls to a low ache, he lifts his head again.]
I'm sorry. There is so much pain...
[Is he talking to himself? To the ghosts of the past? Yes. And though he expects no answer, he yet throws the question out, as his spinning head settles.]
:D but also :(
Then the screaming, splitting his head open worse than the Beast, making him inhale a sharp gasp as his eyes water. It causes him to remove his hand from the door, close his eyes, and hold his head for a moment. The other hand clutches tighter around his staff so he keeps his balance, the eye on it opening in return for his own closing. Normal vision and not what he just saw/felt/heard.
When the splitting sensation dulls to a low ache, he lifts his head again.]
I'm sorry. There is so much pain...
[Is he talking to himself? To the ghosts of the past? Yes. And though he expects no answer, he yet throws the question out, as his spinning head settles.]
Is there anything to be done to help...?