Dylan pulls back a bit, his eyes going back to normal, though his fingertips are still attached. He's infinitely grateful for Sleeper's aid here; They've got a far better understanding of the physiology inside a human than Dylan does. His hands are busy when Sleeper nuzzles close, but Dylan lets the relief it brings radiate through the hive.
He takes a breath, slowly and gently pulling his arms and fingertips away from Tim. Now that there isn't an immediate threat of death, he feels okay stepping away and letting his own healing take over, with assistance from Sleeper.
Dylan stands up, and for the first time he's really able to take stock of what's changed. He has conflicting memories of where he was an hour ago, but it seems like his physical state has become a mishmash of both sets of memories. He's covered with various cuts and bruises, including a cheek that's still bleeding. His height changed, too; He's an inch or two taller now, and thinner — the muscle definition he'd gained here still remained, but god, he's hungry. Before his two realities converged, one of him hadn't had a decent meal in... a while, instead grazing on whatever he could scavenge. Seems that hunger has carried over.
But there's more important things to worry about right now. Tim's injuries are stable, but Nico was panicked, and Dylan needs to make sure he's okay, too. He makes his way over to where Nico and Jason are, sitting down next to Nico and leaning back against the wall. He knows Nico generally doesn't like being asked about how he's feeling, so he opts for a different conversation starter:
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He takes a breath, slowly and gently pulling his arms and fingertips away from Tim. Now that there isn't an immediate threat of death, he feels okay stepping away and letting his own healing take over, with assistance from Sleeper.
Dylan stands up, and for the first time he's really able to take stock of what's changed. He has conflicting memories of where he was an hour ago, but it seems like his physical state has become a mishmash of both sets of memories. He's covered with various cuts and bruises, including a cheek that's still bleeding. His height changed, too; He's an inch or two taller now, and thinner — the muscle definition he'd gained here still remained, but god, he's hungry. Before his two realities converged, one of him hadn't had a decent meal in... a while, instead grazing on whatever he could scavenge. Seems that hunger has carried over.
But there's more important things to worry about right now. Tim's injuries are stable, but Nico was panicked, and Dylan needs to make sure he's okay, too. He makes his way over to where Nico and Jason are, sitting down next to Nico and leaning back against the wall. He knows Nico generally doesn't like being asked about how he's feeling, so he opts for a different conversation starter:
"I'm sorry I called you a dumbass."