Isn't it? [ It's a good thing, Rhys! You're not dying!
But Crowley is. Kinda. His stomach is empty and he feels cold, numb, and overall it feels as if this body no longer belonged to him. It was as if everything had shifted into something else, something different, to the point that he felt like every movement, every breath, was new to him.
As Rhys comes closer he can feel the heat radiating off of him as he does everyone else. It's a new addition to this "illness", still requiring adjustment, and he has to swallow a wad of spit after realizing just how dry his throat felt.
In that split-second pause between their exchange Crowley swears he can hear the other's heartbeat. ]
They found out everything I already knew. [ There's a short pause, as if questioning what all he should tell Rhys. ] I can't ingest anything. Whenever I try to it comes back up, even water. I have to stay out of the sun or else I'll-- [ Burn. Terribly. In that second he looks to his hand, completely fine despite having caught fire the other day, before continuing. ] --get weak. The list goes on.
So I don't think they'll be able to help me, sure enough in a few days I'll die of starvation so...
[ He doesn't know how to end that sentence, lips pressed together as he looks to the man seated beside him and shrugs his shoulders. ]
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But Crowley is. Kinda. His stomach is empty and he feels cold, numb, and overall it feels as if this body no longer belonged to him. It was as if everything had shifted into something else, something different, to the point that he felt like every movement, every breath, was new to him.
As Rhys comes closer he can feel the heat radiating off of him as he does everyone else. It's a new addition to this "illness", still requiring adjustment, and he has to swallow a wad of spit after realizing just how dry his throat felt.
In that split-second pause between their exchange Crowley swears he can hear the other's heartbeat. ]
They found out everything I already knew. [ There's a short pause, as if questioning what all he should tell Rhys. ] I can't ingest anything. Whenever I try to it comes back up, even water. I have to stay out of the sun or else I'll-- [ Burn. Terribly. In that second he looks to his hand, completely fine despite having caught fire the other day, before continuing. ] --get weak. The list goes on.
So I don't think they'll be able to help me, sure enough in a few days I'll die of starvation so...
[ He doesn't know how to end that sentence, lips pressed together as he looks to the man seated beside him and shrugs his shoulders. ]