He struggles helplessly at Peter's words, thrashing around wildly - or rather he wants to but all he manages is a weak twitch in his legs and arms. Normally he'd be terrified at the promise of something even worse than this but right now that doesn't even register. He just he has no concept of it - nothing can be worse than the burning pain of the tendril and Ezekiel needs it to stop.
But it doesn't.
As the hours draw on, Ezekiel's desperation grows. He's quickly losing track of time in the agony and starts calling out for Peter to come back, because no, please, he can't leave him like this. The pain is too much, the droning energy in his head is going to drive him insane. It's so loud, so intense, he doesn't know where his body starts and ends anymore, like he's losing form, like he's becoming part of the white, searing energy and he cries out again in unrestrained fear, trying to move, trying to find his body, himself again.
Tears are clouding his vision when Peter returns, he doesn't know if it's pain or fear or the relief of seeing him again. "L-let me go, please..."
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Don't go! Don't leave me here like this!
He struggles helplessly at Peter's words, thrashing around wildly - or rather he wants to but all he manages is a weak twitch in his legs and arms. Normally he'd be terrified at the promise of something even worse than this but right now that doesn't even register. He just he has no concept of it - nothing can be worse than the burning pain of the tendril and Ezekiel needs it to stop.
But it doesn't.
As the hours draw on, Ezekiel's desperation grows. He's quickly losing track of time in the agony and starts calling out for Peter to come back, because no, please, he can't leave him like this. The pain is too much, the droning energy in his head is going to drive him insane. It's so loud, so intense, he doesn't know where his body starts and ends anymore, like he's losing form, like he's becoming part of the white, searing energy and he cries out again in unrestrained fear, trying to move, trying to find his body, himself again.
Tears are clouding his vision when Peter returns, he doesn't know if it's pain or fear or the relief of seeing him again. "L-let me go, please..."