[It takes him as long as it takes Barry to fall to regain his footing, his whole body shaking and his heartbeat thrumming in his head. His ears are tilted down, whole body curled in on itself as bits of static roll off him, the Umbra Staff held protectively in his arms.
It's not her, of course. But it brought him comfort in a way he never understood. And now, it's power.
Unfortunately, he's too blinded by Fear's influence to concede, to really comprehend what he just did. Now it's just worse across the board, that he hurt Barry, that Barry could hurt him, that there's too many what ifs and the lack of control is stifling.
He's still until Barry actually reaches for his wand, and that's finally it, as he digs in his heels and starts to run.]
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It's not her, of course. But it brought him comfort in a way he never understood. And now, it's power.
Unfortunately, he's too blinded by Fear's influence to concede, to really comprehend what he just did. Now it's just worse across the board, that he hurt Barry, that Barry could hurt him, that there's too many what ifs and the lack of control is stifling.
He's still until Barry actually reaches for his wand, and that's finally it, as he digs in his heels and starts to run.]