Must be your personality, [he replies with something between a grimace and a strained smile, trying to mask some of his uneasiness and brush off the spell as something less serious. It shouldn't be serious. It should be gone—he should be able to get past it.
He refuses to acknowledge the idea that he can't, when his healing has been what's kept him alive through so much.]
I'll be alright. But—after somewhere dark and quiet, I think.
[He can at least accept that he needs to sit for a while.]
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He refuses to acknowledge the idea that he can't, when his healing has been what's kept him alive through so much.]
I'll be alright. But—after somewhere dark and quiet, I think.
[He can at least accept that he needs to sit for a while.]