Sebastian knelt beside the chair where Damian sat, his hands glowing green as he ran diagnostic scans.
Luna stood near the doorway, unable to come closer.
Her innate skill picked up everything radiating from Damian. The guilt, the self-hatred, the fear and the exhaustion that went beyond physical tiredness. Emotions crashing over each other in waves that made her breathing rough.
Even from several meters away, it was overwhelming.
"Damian..."
Her whisper came out broken, tears streaming down her pale face.
'What happened to you in that portal?'
Sebastian's hands moved methodically, checking for injuries and assessing damage. His expression stayed professional but his eyes showed concern.
After a moment, Damian's head turned slightly and his crimson eyes found Sebastian's face.
"...Uncle."
The word came out flat and mechanical, but the recognition was still there.
"Shhh." Sebastian's voice was gentle. "Let me check if there are any issues. Don't move."
