Tal didn't particularly want the Dagger in reach just then, thanks Sah, but he was too shaken to notice just where the hunter placed it. He felt the careful brush of magic over his skin, wiping away the bitterness of his retching but it was a distant thing, muffled by the cold clutch of the flashback that left him shivering with reaction. He was too weak to struggle as Sah tugged him close, and though his eyes were still shut behind his Goggles he could finally feel a little warmth where they touched.
It was a connection; an anchor to the present that gave him a path to follow out of memory and back into light. The voice that pressed against his ears had no static in it, at least. Only worry, and warmth, and familiarity that he clung to, trusting it when he didn't trust himself. The courier blinked his eyes open behind smoked glass, and the charm that hung from the side of the lenses glittered briefly before going dull again. Sah held no trace of purple in him, no hint of corruption, and Tal sucked in a breath that wasn't quite a sob as he leaned into his friend's shoulder and buried his face against him.
"...'kay," he agreed shakily, too drunk and too emotionally overwrought to care what anyone else might think if they saw him in this state. If he could trust anyone on Caido to handle this, it was Sah.
Sah would understand the sickness in him. He carried the same scar, after all.
It was a connection; an anchor to the present that gave him a path to follow out of memory and back into light. The voice that pressed against his ears had no static in it, at least. Only worry, and warmth, and familiarity that he clung to, trusting it when he didn't trust himself. The courier blinked his eyes open behind smoked glass, and the charm that hung from the side of the lenses glittered briefly before going dull again. Sah held no trace of purple in him, no hint of corruption, and Tal sucked in a breath that wasn't quite a sob as he leaned into his friend's shoulder and buried his face against him.
"...'kay," he agreed shakily, too drunk and too emotionally overwrought to care what anyone else might think if they saw him in this state. If he could trust anyone on Caido to handle this, it was Sah.
Sah would understand the sickness in him. He carried the same scar, after all.
