[ It's not a pleasant journey back to consciousness - his head feels like it's going to split open, and his eyes burn with tears and misery alike - but he returns all the same, not significantly worse for wear. Tim hasn't accidentally murdered him with a time paradox or something.
He blinks up at Tim slowly, feeling his warmth spread slowly through Martin's otherwise frigid body. And in turn, Tim can see how the colour blooms quietly from his touch, solidifying Martin and bringing him back to himself. It's nice. And ... sad, too. He'd been very pale when Tim had first seen him, right? ]
Tim? What --
[ Wait. Martin squeezes his eyes shut again, terrified he'll catch another glimpse of himself. ]
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He blinks up at Tim slowly, feeling his warmth spread slowly through Martin's otherwise frigid body. And in turn, Tim can see how the colour blooms quietly from his touch, solidifying Martin and bringing him back to himself. It's nice. And ... sad, too. He'd been very pale when Tim had first seen him, right? ]
Tim? What --
[ Wait. Martin squeezes his eyes shut again, terrified he'll catch another glimpse of himself. ]
I - I told you it was a bad idea.