[ He startles from the sudden contact, but does not shift away, allowing her hand to linger. Instead, he turns to face the source of the voice, eyes unfocused as his brows wrinkle.
That voice is familiar. But with the pounding headache and his blindness, a name and face isn't coming up in his mind. ]
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That voice is familiar. But with the pounding headache and his blindness, a name and face isn't coming up in his mind. ]
You are...?