[ Byerly staggers back. His back hits the wall, and his hand comes out to scrabble at it for support. ]
No.
[ The other hand comes up and clutches at his heart. And, bless him, he actually manages to force himself to go pale, his countenance blanching as his breathing stutters and fails. ]
no subject
[ Byerly staggers back. His back hits the wall, and his hand comes out to scrabble at it for support. ]
No.
[ The other hand comes up and clutches at his heart. And, bless him, he actually manages to force himself to go pale, his countenance blanching as his breathing stutters and fails. ]
Bastien, you - What did they do to you?