As sudden as the pain came- it's over. He feels...heavy and cold and hungry and exhausted, something in him aching for...

The rumble of that voice settles him, eyes flicking open the moment he asks. Now he can pick out the details- green eyes, dark hair, strong jaw. He should...have something to say. Something smart.

But ask he can do is stare with sharper eyes than he's ever had before and murmur- "always been a sucker for green eyes."