[Yurick whimpers and shudders, Jonathan's voice slowly reaching him through the haze of his nightmare. Gradually his tremors fade and his eye focuses, and with a few owlish blinks he finally fixes on Jonathan.]
Jonathan? What... where...?
[He feels the warmth of his eyepatch on his forehead and gasps, ripping his hands from the blond's and quickly tugging the patch down over his eye again. He won't look at Jonathan.]
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Jonathan? What... where...?
[He feels the warmth of his eyepatch on his forehead and gasps, ripping his hands from the blond's and quickly tugging the patch down over his eye again. He won't look at Jonathan.]
Don't look at me!