Ouroboros Spine surman suuhun

feel free to pp wintersbane as needed & go ahead and skip me for a while as he can't do much of anything presently. c:

he catches snippets of their conversation in broken words. hurt. death. hide. medicine. wounds. help. leave. alone. nothing solid and far from coherent enough to be able to piece together what they say the more they speak to one another. presently, he wasn't even all that sure that the two women he could hear even existed at all. who was to say he hadn't conjured them up and they weren't just illusions of a fragmented mind?

he lets out another low pained noise and slips to unconsciousness once more though that is how he stays as he grows weaker by the minute.