[Moving, they told him, would come back slowly. He might be able to to manage it later, but actual walking around on his own? Probably not going to happen until tomorrow at the earliest. He was, he was pretty sure, taking this a lot better than he would be if they hadn't given him what he was pretty sure was enough sedatives to calm down a rampaging werewolf.
But he'd needed it. Apparently. And honestly, he was still on the edge of panic, even with all the drugs. The only thing that would move right were his fingers. Even talking was not quite his friend. And that was basically all he did.]
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But he'd needed it. Apparently. And honestly, he was still on the edge of panic, even with all the drugs. The only thing that would move right were his fingers. Even talking was not quite his friend. And that was basically all he did.]