Are they really out? Really? How does Jim know what's real anymore? After having to relive weeks on Tarsus. His counterpart changing into a beast, trying to eat him. How does he know any of this is real? The usually proud and stoic captain flinching back like a frightened child when Felix begins to wash the cut.
"Fuck-!" He can't pull away with Felix holding him here. Can't pull away. Jim lifts his gaze. Strands of Felix's now snow-white hair are hanging in his face while those same dark eyes focus steadfastly on treating his injuries. The conjurer's touch is warm. Alive.
If this was still the Nightmare, shouldn't Felix be the fevered clammy corpse to be? Well on his way to turning into a Lich? They're out. They must be. Felix is here and tending to him. He came back. Rather than try to pull away again Jim's fingers cling desperately to Felix's arm while he watches the conjurer work. It doesn't stop his trembling nor the low sounds he can't help but make but it keeps Jim grounded.
They made it out. Felix is here with Jim.
"Wait." The word hurts and Jim doesn't want to do this but he grabs Felix's sleeve tighter. Needs to do this. He's Jim Kirk and that means trusting Felix even when the rest of the world doesn't. "I need you t...to know something."
Needs Felix to meet his gaze.
"It was. W-was Tarsus IV." Jim can't say more than that. Not yet when even that brings the bile rising in his throat as he shakes harder. But he needs Felix to know why he's scared still and more importantly that it's not because he's alone with Felix.
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"Fuck-!" He can't pull away with Felix holding him here. Can't pull away. Jim lifts his gaze. Strands of Felix's now snow-white hair are hanging in his face while those same dark eyes focus steadfastly on treating his injuries. The conjurer's touch is warm. Alive.
If this was still the Nightmare, shouldn't Felix be the fevered clammy corpse to be? Well on his way to turning into a Lich? They're out. They must be. Felix is here and tending to him. He came back. Rather than try to pull away again Jim's fingers cling desperately to Felix's arm while he watches the conjurer work. It doesn't stop his trembling nor the low sounds he can't help but make but it keeps Jim grounded.
They made it out. Felix is here with Jim.
"Wait." The word hurts and Jim doesn't want to do this but he grabs Felix's sleeve tighter. Needs to do this. He's Jim Kirk and that means trusting Felix even when the rest of the world doesn't. "I need you t...to know something."
Needs Felix to meet his gaze.
"It was. W-was Tarsus IV." Jim can't say more than that. Not yet when even that brings the bile rising in his throat as he shakes harder. But he needs Felix to know why he's scared still and more importantly that it's not because he's alone with Felix.