[Dixon's vision goes narrow as the battle Sothe was destined to lose draws to its conclusion. He shakes Sothe, and Sothe's head lolling around is a sight that sickens him to his core.
It takes until the third time Revan says his name for Dixon to actually realize she's talking to him, or there at all. If it were anyone's voice but Revan's, he'd probably take them as a threat and try to feebly attack.]
I don't know! He was fine and then-!
[He has no idea how she came back. He doesn't care; even beneath all the turmoil right now, there's a spark of pure happiness that she's here. He also doesn't care that the last time he grabbed her she threw him onto the ground. He lets Sothe go and lurches up and gives Revan a clinging, desperate, sobbing hug.
He barely knew Sothe, but over the last five minutes he's become the most important person in the world to Dixon. Revan seems to know him, and somehow Dixon convinces himself that that's enough to save the day, that maybe she'll have some secret.]
I been trying to keep him awake- I tried to-
[Too worn to even clutch anymore, he slumps back to the ground, trying to sort through the maelstrom of his thoughts and emotions enough to find information that could help Revan help Sothe. He can't seem to come up with the details or even the words; he's only able to dig up frustration with himself for either not remembering or not being able to describe those vital facts. Too stupid, too drunk, whatever.
He tries to be calm. He tries as hard as he possibly can to hold on to the word, the concept, just calm.]
He was fine and then one of the ones with the knives grabbed him. I don't think he got stabbed- Revan, I'm so fucked up right now-
[He scoots aside so Revan can see Sothe more closely.]
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[Dixon's vision goes narrow as the battle Sothe was destined to lose draws to its conclusion. He shakes Sothe, and Sothe's head lolling around is a sight that sickens him to his core.
It takes until the third time Revan says his name for Dixon to actually realize she's talking to him, or there at all. If it were anyone's voice but Revan's, he'd probably take them as a threat and try to feebly attack.]
I don't know! He was fine and then-!
[He has no idea how she came back. He doesn't care; even beneath all the turmoil right now, there's a spark of pure happiness that she's here. He also doesn't care that the last time he grabbed her she threw him onto the ground. He lets Sothe go and lurches up and gives Revan a clinging, desperate, sobbing hug.
He barely knew Sothe, but over the last five minutes he's become the most important person in the world to Dixon. Revan seems to know him, and somehow Dixon convinces himself that that's enough to save the day, that maybe she'll have some secret.]
I been trying to keep him awake- I tried to-
[Too worn to even clutch anymore, he slumps back to the ground, trying to sort through the maelstrom of his thoughts and emotions enough to find information that could help Revan help Sothe. He can't seem to come up with the details or even the words; he's only able to dig up frustration with himself for either not remembering or not being able to describe those vital facts. Too stupid, too drunk, whatever.
He tries to be calm. He tries as hard as he possibly can to hold on to the word, the concept, just calm.]
He was fine and then one of the ones with the knives grabbed him. I don't think he got stabbed- Revan, I'm so fucked up right now-
[He scoots aside so Revan can see Sothe more closely.]