[Wolfwood has experienced unimaginable pain. He's been experimented on. He's been brought back from the brink of death, over, and over, and over. He's been forced to age rapidly, has been shot, burned, crushed. He's been through it. If there's a pain in this world to feel, he's felt it.
But this tops it all. Nothing can quite compare to being crushed so utterly, there one instant, gone the next. You'd think it would be so fast that he wouldn't even know what hit him, but thanks to the nature of the dream, it lingers. It makes him suffer, and by the time he comes to in front of that mirror, he's heaving for breath. His face is slicked with sweat, and his hands are white-knuckled on the arms of whatever chair he's sat in currently.
Loop's appearance doesn't bother him, mostly because he just went through that and he's still trying to recover and failing. Any other time maybe he'd have some smartass comment to give, but right now?]
cw: human experimentation
But this tops it all. Nothing can quite compare to being crushed so utterly, there one instant, gone the next. You'd think it would be so fast that he wouldn't even know what hit him, but thanks to the nature of the dream, it lingers. It makes him suffer, and by the time he comes to in front of that mirror, he's heaving for breath. His face is slicked with sweat, and his hands are white-knuckled on the arms of whatever chair he's sat in currently.
Loop's appearance doesn't bother him, mostly because he just went through that and he's still trying to recover and failing. Any other time maybe he'd have some smartass comment to give, but right now?]
What the fuck-!!!