[ A glance back over his shoulder at the sound of vomiting, but he doesn't look away for long. Eyes back on the unfamiliar. Though that Jason looks too caught off guard to be a threat now, wind whipped out of his sails not by the knife in his shoulder - clear enough that he's no stranger to that kind of an attack with the way he pulled out that knife - but by... power use.
He'd woken his power. And now Jason's throwing up on the ground. ]
That needs seeing to.
[ A nod to his wound. ]
I'm going to ask someone to come down here to help you. Are you calm?
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He'd woken his power. And now Jason's throwing up on the ground. ]
That needs seeing to.
[ A nod to his wound. ]
I'm going to ask someone to come down here to help you. Are you calm?