[Luke can't help holding his left wrist, his eyes drifting from Ion to look down at his hands. His left hand is beginning to feel a sort of sympathy pain, having felt something similar to what Ion's talking about not long ago. It doesn't... sound exactly the same, but it's enough to unsettle Luke.
This can't be happening to Ion. It can't be. Not him.
When he speaks, his voice is quiet.]
So that's why you couldn't make it up the stairs... [He looks up, though he doesn't stop holding his wrist.] Does anything else happen? Like... a glow, or... [Even now, now that it's long over, it's hard to talk about.]
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This can't be happening to Ion. It can't be. Not him.
When he speaks, his voice is quiet.]
So that's why you couldn't make it up the stairs... [He looks up, though he doesn't stop holding his wrist.] Does anything else happen? Like... a glow, or... [Even now, now that it's long over, it's hard to talk about.]