[ The seconds tick by at an agonizing pace. Seconds become minutes – long, excruciating minutes where he begins to wonder if rescue will ever come. That little flicker of hope had been so brief, so fleeting, but he cannot even begin to resign himself to the end again.
His eyes have slipped shut again, because he cannot bear to watch the slow decay around him, waiting for a figure that he is beginning to doubt will ever come.
The sound of his name, carried on a familiar voice, pulls him back to reality, and his eyes fly open again, this time out of joyous relief than fear. ]
Welcome back.
[ Arthur is looking… ragged at best, white hospital coat torn and stained beyond recognition. However, aside from his damaged limbs, the rest of him has fared well enough. ]
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His eyes have slipped shut again, because he cannot bear to watch the slow decay around him, waiting for a figure that he is beginning to doubt will ever come.
The sound of his name, carried on a familiar voice, pulls him back to reality, and his eyes fly open again, this time out of joyous relief than fear. ]
Welcome back.
[ Arthur is looking… ragged at best, white hospital coat torn and stained beyond recognition. However, aside from his damaged limbs, the rest of him has fared well enough. ]
You’re looking a bit better.