[His shoulders sag. All his amazement with the idea of magic, he should've known what it could mean for him.
Shakily, his hands reach up and his head bows. He pushes back the hood first, revealing long dark hair that's taken on a grey tinge. Then he moves the goggles to sit on the top of his head. Last is the gaiter, and it's there he hesitates. He grips it and pulls it down, lifting his head and opening his eyes at once.]
I don't... want to hurt anyone...
[The light burns. He can feel cool air on his open wound. Mentally, he readies to run.]
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Shakily, his hands reach up and his head bows. He pushes back the hood first, revealing long dark hair that's taken on a grey tinge. Then he moves the goggles to sit on the top of his head. Last is the gaiter, and it's there he hesitates. He grips it and pulls it down, lifting his head and opening his eyes at once.]
I don't... want to hurt anyone...
[The light burns. He can feel cool air on his open wound. Mentally, he readies to run.]