Crane couldn't. He was being shaken but his eyes were closed, though after a few more shakes and that gruff voice the brunette's eyes snapped open.
He was awake now. Awake but no less sane, hair disheveled, tear strains on his cheeks. He's looking at Tillman but not quite there, mind still far away until he's finally trying to calm himself down. Muttering a list of phobias. Trying to breathe. Trying to stop shaking.
"A dream," he said simply. "Just... Just a dream..."
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Date: 2012-02-13 07:40 pm (UTC)He was awake now. Awake but no less sane, hair disheveled, tear strains on his cheeks. He's looking at Tillman but not quite there, mind still far away until he's finally trying to calm himself down. Muttering a list of phobias. Trying to breathe. Trying to stop shaking.
"A dream," he said simply. "Just... Just a dream..."