[He closes his eyes to center himself, his hands creating the seals that have stabilized him in the past. Then he settles, gritting his teeth, unsure what he will feel. The flow of Kexing's life force is welcome and it warms him. But there is more to it than that once Eleven goes to work. Zishu feels the broken pieces inside of him striving towards stability instead of the painful chaos he has been enduring. His head sags forward as he registers relief and he feels like curling up and letting himself sleep for a long, long time.]
Lao Wen... [He tries to warn them before he loses his ability to sit upright. To say his body has been pushed to the max is an understatement! Zishu doesn't even care what position he ends up in - as long as he can rest.]
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Lao Wen... [He tries to warn them before he loses his ability to sit upright. To say his body has been pushed to the max is an understatement! Zishu doesn't even care what position he ends up in - as long as he can rest.]