[Nyx plops his butt right on the ground, dizzy. He's human, how the hell had he forgotten that? Just because he can smell the concern radiating off of the younger man doesn't mean that changes who he is.
He curses, softly.]
I'm not sure 'okay' is the word for it, sir.
[He stresses the title, gripping it between his teeth like a lifeline. They may have gotten past the majority of his habitually trained responses, but when everything goes tits up Nyx finds comfort in the strict mantle of Glaive. It's something he doesn't have to think about.
no subject
He curses, softly.]
I'm not sure 'okay' is the word for it, sir.
[He stresses the title, gripping it between his teeth like a lifeline. They may have gotten past the majority of his habitually trained responses, but when everything goes tits up Nyx finds comfort in the strict mantle of Glaive. It's something he doesn't have to think about.
Suddenly he's tired, and his shoulders slump.]
How long was I out?