[The crys blinks plainly as it watches as Scott sits up, shifting to move most of the weight of its leg off of him—it is quite heavy, after all, and it would hate to prevent him from recovering.
When addressed, it butts its head into Scott's chest where his hand moved, moving its short snout back and forth a bit more energetically this time now that he seems to have come back to himself, but still aware of the tension he hasn't seemed to let go of. No more of that, no more panicking! Afterwards, it sits back slightly and looks directly at Scott's face, white eyes wider with focus. Alas that it has no voice of any kind to communicate its questions.]
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When addressed, it butts its head into Scott's chest where his hand moved, moving its short snout back and forth a bit more energetically this time now that he seems to have come back to himself, but still aware of the tension he hasn't seemed to let go of. No more of that, no more panicking! Afterwards, it sits back slightly and looks directly at Scott's face, white eyes wider with focus. Alas that it has no voice of any kind to communicate its questions.]