[The world goes dark, or darker — he feels when the tie is fixed in place behind his head, but he waits a moment longer before opening his eyes to the obfuscation of sight. Staving off that initial spike of adrenaline is Cy's weight on his back, the hand set over his chest where his heart beats fast like bird wings, his body enveloped in warmth.
Meditative instruction calms him further. He obeys Cy without thinking, taking air into his lungs on a deep inhale and then releasing it on an exhale. He skin tingles; he can feel his mind tripping over the emptiness of that lost sense, trying to strain to hear his surroundings, muscles locked in a rigid defense — but breathing helps. Slowly, a little more, he relaxes.]
It surprised me, but it's not that bad. [He can get it off in an instant if he needs his eyes. And Cy is with him. Cy has him.] ... You can keep going.
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Meditative instruction calms him further. He obeys Cy without thinking, taking air into his lungs on a deep inhale and then releasing it on an exhale. He skin tingles; he can feel his mind tripping over the emptiness of that lost sense, trying to strain to hear his surroundings, muscles locked in a rigid defense — but breathing helps. Slowly, a little more, he relaxes.]
It surprised me, but it's not that bad. [He can get it off in an instant if he needs his eyes. And Cy is with him. Cy has him.] ... You can keep going.