[In a different situation, Horus might not worry enough about the sounds coming from Emmanuel’s bed to get up and check on him. If he hadn’t been badly injured, with one of those injuries being a head wound, there would be less concern about a symptom of something more serious appearing in the dead of night. But Horus doesn’t sleep very deeply in general and might be a bit more tuned into Emmanuel’s well being on this night in particular, so he can’t keep himself from tiptoeing over and examining Emmanuel’s face in the darkness.
He doesn’t look great. Sweaty, flushed, face pinched up in reaction to what must be quite a strong sensory trigger - maybe fever, Horus thinks. Maybe something has gotten infected.
Emmanuel lets out another strangled sound and thrashes his legs and Horus decides he can’t leave this alone. Resting one knee on the bed, he reaches out to grasp Emmanuel’s shoulder and give it a shake.]
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He doesn’t look great. Sweaty, flushed, face pinched up in reaction to what must be quite a strong sensory trigger - maybe fever, Horus thinks. Maybe something has gotten infected.
Emmanuel lets out another strangled sound and thrashes his legs and Horus decides he can’t leave this alone. Resting one knee on the bed, he reaches out to grasp Emmanuel’s shoulder and give it a shake.]
Hey - you alright?