[The noise is not a scream, but it is a very unhappy noise all the same. He clenches his eyes tight shut and presses a hand to his head, as though trying to hold himself together- or as though trying to hold the world, or something much closer to home, at bay.]
[And then, all at once, the tension there goes slack, and the eyes blink open, no light behind them.]
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[And then, all at once, the tension there goes slack, and the eyes blink open, no light behind them.]