The Hatter and The Hare?! (Mature)

Sylas lays still in the fetal position, breathing heavily. A waistbasket is pulled over by him, and it's obvious he's vomited a few times already.

Asuka knelt next to him, "Do you know what happened?"

He shakes his head. "So fast...Beyril screaming, entered room....pain..."

Asuka nodded, sitting down, rubbing his back gently, "There, there... Just take a second to get calmed down and where you need to be."

Sylas dry heaves, his body obviously wanting to purge but unable to.

Asuka continues rubbing his back, trying to be a comfort as best she could, but allowing him to take his time.

Sylas slowly picks himself up, groaning softly. He crawls until his back is to the bed and he quickly dry heaves again.

Asuka wrapped an arm under his, around his chest, lifting him onto the bed, pulling the basket close to the bed as well, "Come on, you need to be somewhere comfortable to pass out."

He shivers lightly, looking over at her. "Beyril....alright?"

Asuka nodded, "Physically, as far as I can tell. I'm going to keep watch over you two tonight to make sure I don't see signs of anything worse."

He nods, laying his head down onto the bed. "Am I......a failure?"

Asuka shook her head, "No more than I am."

He smiles lightly at that. "Dowan...home?"

Asuka nodded, "She took a plane right after I spoke with you."

He nods, seeming to drift to sleep.

Asuka smiled lightly, leaning against the door frame in between their rooms so their others wouldn't disturb them.

Sylas sits up suddenly, leaning over and gripping his head. He screams, thrashing about.

Asuka jumped up rushing to him, trying to hold him still, "Sylas, what's going on?"

A pole shoots out, knocking her away, and them more weapon parts start firing out. All the while he's screaming in agony, fingers digging into his head.

Asuka ran back to his side, trying to hold him, her arm wrapped tightly around him.

Sylas slowly calms, stopping his screaming, those his fingers still dig into his head. He leans against her. "It...It felt like....someone was drilling my head...."

Ashoka held him close, "is it your head, or anything else?"

He pants softly, tears running down his face. "I-I don't know...B-Both? Neither?"

Asuka bent down, looking to see if his eyes were dilated.

They aren't, and there doesn't appear to be any sign of the kishin eye. Sylas swallows some air, shaking his head.