Jericho frowns, blinking slow – everything is slow. it's not even what they're saying, so much that they're saying anything at all.
his eyes flicker around, squinting hard, straining to see far without having to move much, but – that magic of Ashraf's packs a real punch – seems to have no trouble sitting up anyway, not even a wince!
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Jericho frowns, blinking slow – everything is slow. it's not even what they're saying, so much that they're saying anything at all.
his eyes flicker around, squinting hard, straining to see far without having to move much, but – that magic of Ashraf's packs a real punch – seems to have no trouble sitting up anyway, not even a wince!
but where's Syllona?]