[The breath of air that escapes him sounds almost like a relieved sigh. Her eyes are open, she's talking, and there don't seem to be any traces of injury; those are good signs.
Gently, carefully, he lifts her up a little higher.]
You're-- you're in my world. This is Xian Du. [Not that that would mean much of anything to her.] I--
[Alvin hasn't fumbled for words this badly since... well, in quite a long time, but there he has no precedent to base a reaction off, and given that he isn't exactly in the best place, mentally, himself, all the more reason why he's so frazzled.]
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Gently, carefully, he lifts her up a little higher.]
You're-- you're in my world. This is Xian Du. [Not that that would mean much of anything to her.] I--
[Alvin hasn't fumbled for words this badly since... well, in quite a long time, but there he has no precedent to base a reaction off, and given that he isn't exactly in the best place, mentally, himself, all the more reason why he's so frazzled.]
How are you here?