[She might need to call him a few more times, but finally, finally there is some movement behind his eyelids. A crack of purple eyes turn up to stare at her blankly, with no apparent recognition. Instinctively, he moves his fingertips towards the wheelchair. Someone is upset. Someone is calling Kevin, but who is this Kevin again?
His fingertips are, of course, slightly transparent.]
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His fingertips are, of course, slightly transparent.]