[ He tries to follow after her as she pulls away, but the grating sensation in his chest stops him. It doesn't hurt -- everything's stopped hurting for a long time now -- but the feeling is uncomfortable and makes him fall back.
He tips his head back against the metal and wills his eyes to focus, because if this is a dream, he wants to see Maya's face and this blurred mess just isn't cutting it. His sight returns by degrees, though, and he tries to blink the blurriness away, and-- ]
Oh, hell. [ He can finally see her now, can see the state of her, and his breath catches in his throat. ] Oh, fuck-- Maya--
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He tips his head back against the metal and wills his eyes to focus, because if this is a dream, he wants to see Maya's face and this blurred mess just isn't cutting it. His sight returns by degrees, though, and he tries to blink the blurriness away, and-- ]
Oh, hell. [ He can finally see her now, can see the state of her, and his breath catches in his throat. ] Oh, fuck-- Maya--