[ The grip pulls him back into reality, and finally he finds Peter's eyes. For a second he looks like he's seen a ghost. ]
Peter?
[ He's alive. He's alive. Qubit is too relieved for words.
It's also at about this point that he realizes he's experiencing the single worst migraine of his life.
He lets himself slump back onto the bed with one of those long, half-dead groans from the back of his throat, pressing on his eyes with the heels of his hands. Everything hurts and he regrets all his life choices. ]
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Peter?
[ He's alive. He's alive. Qubit is too relieved for words.
It's also at about this point that he realizes he's experiencing the single worst migraine of his life.
He lets himself slump back onto the bed with one of those long, half-dead groans from the back of his throat, pressing on his eyes with the heels of his hands. Everything hurts and he regrets all his life choices. ]
Guhhhh. How long was I out?