[Which is a weird thing to say, he realizes, but.]
The Voice…ain’t so loud anymore.
[He brings a hand up to cradle his head, which is quite frankly throbbing, but the water continuing to drip down his face is helping soothe whatever aches he’s feeling. The corruption is a much taller order, but…it’s done something.
For the first time in hundreds of years, Adrian is more lucid than he’s ever been before. He can’t leave the lighthouse- that much is evident by the pain he expressed trying to leave the steps- but…he isn’t trying to kill Vash either.
…
He grimaces, and decides…that he has to sit down. So he’ll slide down the door of the Lighthouse, so he’s half-in, half out, sort of angled towards the inside yet still in the doorway enough for the rain to hit him.]
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[Which is a weird thing to say, he realizes, but.]
The Voice…ain’t so loud anymore.
[He brings a hand up to cradle his head, which is quite frankly throbbing, but the water continuing to drip down his face is helping soothe whatever aches he’s feeling. The corruption is a much taller order, but…it’s done something.
For the first time in hundreds of years, Adrian is more lucid than he’s ever been before. He can’t leave the lighthouse- that much is evident by the pain he expressed trying to leave the steps- but…he isn’t trying to kill Vash either.
…
He grimaces, and decides…that he has to sit down. So he’ll slide down the door of the Lighthouse, so he’s half-in, half out, sort of angled towards the inside yet still in the doorway enough for the rain to hit him.]