She made a low noise in the back of her throat, her head lulling off to face him, her brows furrowing as her confusion only mounted. She tried to focus on him, her vision blurring enough that she was having trouble focusing on him.. and then she had to close a single eye.. why? What in the hell was going on!? She hadn’t even realized that with the shift in angle, blood had began to run over her one eye, keeping the other open to stare at him almost stupidly.
“….Who’s Lyn?”
Syx paled, “Whose… oh god. Ohgodohgodohgod,” his eyes blew wide as he stared down at her in horror. Laughing nearly hysterically, he chided, “Very funny, you really got me.”
With her continued confusion he whined, “You’re Lyn… Emmalyn Douglas… your dad is Jimmy… Psycho Delic… I’m Syx? Megamind? Come on,” he pleaded, “This isn’t funny.”
Lyn listened with the same furrow in her brows, her one eye still closed. Her head swam hard enough it made it increasingly difficult for her to concentrate, his laugh piercing through to her head enough that it had her moaning in a very un-Lyn like manner. She always handled her pain well, always kept quiet.
“..Ow..” she panted weakly, groaning again as she tried to shift. Nope.. moving was a bad idea. “..My name is Emmalyn Douglas?” she prompted, finally figuring out what it was he said to her. “..Why do you call me Lyn then?” her words were colored with pure confusion, a hand coming to her face as if to try to figure out why she was so warm.
“Lyn is a nick-name…” one that was a bit too personal, but it had slipped out, “Like Emma or Em? A shortened name?” Syx cursed himself. Why was he explaining this why she was bleeding and in pain?
“I’m going to help you, will you let me touch you? Your head has a huge wound in it. It needs to be treated,” he urged.
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