( matt nods a few times because he believes her. he has to believe her. his eyes close and he leans his forehead against hers, trying to soak up what this is.
there's a low ache in his wrists and hands all the sudden but he ignores it, thinking it some side effect of the horizon. but the ache grows, deepens, and he eventually hisses in pain, gasping and pulling his hands away from her.
he can't see them but this is familiar. the sharp, pointed bindings they'd wrapped around his wrists, tightening until they left his skin raw and his palms damaged to a scary degree.
this shouldn't be happening in the horizon but he can't stop it. )
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there's a low ache in his wrists and hands all the sudden but he ignores it, thinking it some side effect of the horizon. but the ache grows, deepens, and he eventually hisses in pain, gasping and pulling his hands away from her.
he can't see them but this is familiar. the sharp, pointed bindings they'd wrapped around his wrists, tightening until they left his skin raw and his palms damaged to a scary degree.
this shouldn't be happening in the horizon but he can't stop it. )