[It takes a moment for her voice to click, but when it does, Billy glances over at her somewhat listlessly. He's propped up halfway in bed, the furthest up he can get while still in a position to sleep if he wants. He's been sleeping a lot today, actually, even after waking up from his week-long coma.
His eyes are still blue, and he's been cleaned and bandaged; otherwise he looks... very unlike himself. Like all the spirit and personality that makes him him has been drained out, leaving only exhaustion. There's recognition in his expression as he gazes at her, but only just barely.]
[october 15th]
His eyes are still blue, and he's been cleaned and bandaged; otherwise he looks... very unlike himself. Like all the spirit and personality that makes him him has been drained out, leaving only exhaustion. There's recognition in his expression as he gazes at her, but only just barely.]
...Are you real?