It seemed like Regis passing out did him some good, sure he did not want to fight but the final fall and sitting of that tree put his arm back into place and he was able to move it again, slowly mindlessly he raised his right arm and opened and closed it picking up his sword and putting it away in it is tattered and ripped up sheath, He would slowly drag himself towards an area that happen to have people around and in it, After all he wanted to try and get help but his mind kept forgetting he could not speak understandable words that were not moans and various other noises, He does think he was speaking actual words to people when he let out such noises he always think he is saying help when just letting out a noise.

Slowly dragging and stepping, with the russeling of his chain mail and armor, going towards the sound of people, with the sound of children playing, it being the only noise he can pick up he was going towards that noise slowly but surely, with in a few more people he could easily be seen and picked up by the people at the park minding to themselves and just having a normal day.

Had she just worked her butt off the last couple of days and had she daydreamed for the spare hours, she decided to get some fresh air and clean her mind. She was in the park, wearing a soft pink coloured dress and her red high heels. She stared at the children that were a few feet away from her and playing and screaming, laughing and easily enjoying themselves. It reminded her of the time that she had no time to enjoy being a child and was jealous of Mary who was so carefree.

She was a bit lost in thoughts, desperately not thinking about all the pretty people she met. She wasn't sure what she should do today. She had checked for quests but suddenly going alone wasn't very motivating, maybe, she could bump into King or Victor or Alice if she would go regularly checking out. Oh it would be much fun to go with Jeeroy but she hadn't seen him around anymore. She sighed as she lost herself in her thoughts about all her new friends that she had met recently since coming to Magnolia basically.

If only she had something that would keep her out of boredom and away from the homesickness to Mary and her father. Not that it wasn't fun in Magnolia, she loved it here, it was just the moments that she had nothing to do specifically and no one to talk to.

Time ever slow still in his mind, Regis has a brief flash back in his mind of a time when he and his wife had been walking in a park much like this, his wife's well kept shoulder length black hair, laughing and looking back at him while watching his daugther taking a few steps upon an open field of grass, then the image of what he had done to them just as he turned into what he was now sparked into his mind he froze, like that image hunted him and he could nothing to reverse it now.

He internally in his mind wondered how did he run away from this nightmare? from his own thoughts? Even when he can not even do anything himself currently. He heard the screams of his wife and even the his daughter in his mind echoing.

With that in his mind he seemed to reach forward even with nothing in front of him like there was something there, Just as quickly was these images appeared before him they went away, lowering his reached forward arm Regis continued drag walking towards the group of people close by, they just seemed quiet people minding there day still.

The clang of his plate and the rustle of his chainmail, everyone once and a while his foot dragged as he forgot to lift it for a moment. Regis seemed to let out a small noise what kind of noise would be left into the mind of other around, But it followed by a very easily picked up in hale and ex hale of air, Like he for once was trying to speak now in some way but all came out was noise.

But people picked up on Regis. the closest group of people seemed to look at this person with what seemed as the youngest of them all a small child speaking going."Daddy,mommy is something wrong with that man?" With people looking upon him unsure what to do.

Phoebe was rudely shaken out of her daydream when she glacely stared at the people in front of her and noticed their movement went a little strange. She blinked rapidly and her lilac eyes noticed that they sort of huddled around their kid and stared scared and angry at something, which was a man or so Phoebe assumed in an armour. He sometimes took a difficult step and even though Phoebe wasn't always that social, she didn't understand why people appared angry or scared. She narrowed her eyes a little and stood up from the bench.

She dusted off her dress from the invisible dust and took a deep breath, she was sure she was doing the right thing, with brisk steps she walked towards the person even though the courage was quickly draining from her being. "Hello, ehm.." what to say to a stranger that everyone stared at, at some point, and were not sure about what to do, "Are you eh.. lost?" which was a ridiculous question to ask and Phoebe brushed the black hair away from her shoulder to avoid showing how nervous she was. She didn't want to avoid this person, or make him feel uncomfortable so she wasn't entirely sure with what she should do. "Or do you need to sit down for a minute? It looks like you had a long walk." really Phoebe? She couldn't see that nor judge that because she was tired after walking for 10 minutes on heels but she was good at running and well she should stop saying eh and think about what to say, be her oh so charming self.

His seight seemed to follow as people were leaving and fleeing from him, He had this moment of a thought of chasing after then like animal would after its food, he seemed to shift his arm slightly up not too far just slightly above his waist for a moment, still the primal thought reacting again, Bet he held back just as quickly putting his arm back, They were harmless and scared he shouldn't do anything to them, He would resist the best he could.

Even with his mind wanting too, He wanted to chase after then and kill them this feeling that just happen and kept going through his mind all of the time if he wasn't lost and did not know where he was going, This park was the closest to people he had managed in a while, but he still had no luck speaking.

In his mind he still thought say something ask for help, With his brain slowly failing he felt like words were coming out of his mouth now but the hollow exhausted moany gasp followed no words just,breaths or moans.

Turning his head toward some one who spoke to him Regis also seemed unsure what fully to do. Maybe it was good for him to follow and sit down, so it would be what could only be seen as weird for he twitched a nod yes agreeing to it sitting down, unsure what else to do because whenever he tried it went different vastly differently.

Phoebe wasn't entirely sure what to do, she was a good person she was entirely sure of that. She was only a bit full of herself and she would like to get compliments. She didn't like charity if it didn't offer her something. And yet here she was talking nicely to someone that seemed to be shut out of some sort of high school clinque, as she considered the people in the park. And here was Phoebe, pretending in her mind to be miss popularity herself, even though she was very lonely at this point, and maybe that's why she was doing it. Contact, but she was not entirely sure if she was able to see it as human contact, what was wrong? But she tried her very best to find a way to get in contact with this person for he didn't seem to be able to speak. Which meant she would have to ask yes and no questions. If she was correct, but that was easily figured out with such a question.

"Do you have difficulty with your speech?" Phoebe asked, which she found a weird question that she probably didn't ask right so she simply shrugged and showed him to the bench that she had just been sitting on and watched him a few steps away, she wasn't sure what was going on but there was something going on. If she got a yes on this question or a nod as she was expecting, she would ask another question to figure something out, "Are you from around here?" She would have to be patient, something that was a bit difficult for miss Rainsworth but everyone could use it from time to time, so was today. She told herself that she was simply helping someone and that was good, it was like a quest only now it was charity. She wouldn't get paid.

Regis slowly realized what she asked it seemed slow to gather in his mind since everything much his mind was slowing down, In his slow minded state he nodded yes, without speaking a word anyway since it wouldn't lead to words other wise. But sitting down in his mind everything was spinning around him and it hurt his head slightly, Was this another side effect of what has been corrupting him? after all he did not know what else to do.

He nodded no when asked if he was from around this area, but could not answer anything else that was a full worded question that he could not answer yes or not too. aside from that odd twitching every once and a while Regis seemed to attempt to sit still, it was hard to do, he was tempted to chase something, or felt like he was hearing things move that didn't. He did not realize how bad this was getting nor did he know much else in the end to do he had to deal with the now then anything else, hopefully this conversation would help in some manner, he just hoped the yes or no questions continued.

The first question she asked, which she had found stupid was answered with a nod, that meant Yes and she simply praised herself in her mind for still asking a question that was good. Alright but that also meant that she had to be careful in her questions as she had thought before and her second question was if he was from here. This time he shook his head and it made her even believe more that something was wrong but she had to play it careful, she obviously didn't want to hurt his feelings especially not if he wasn't able to express it. "Is it okay if I ask you a couple of questions?" was the first thing she asked just to make sure. She had always wanted to help people but it were mostly people she knew and thus she would be able to give advice, now she had no idea what might be the case. If he would answer yes, with a nod, she would continue.

"You just said you aren't from here, are you lost perhaps?" Depending on the answer, if it was a yes, she would ask the next question: "Are you looking for someone?" but if it was a no, she would simply ask something entirely different, "Are you than a traveler that came in Magnolia?" She didn't know why but she felt still a bit said for this person as the people still walked around them as far as they could and they ushered their children away, why? Because he was dressed in a certain way? Maybe it was simply a vibe and she tended to ignore that. She was sure she could protect herself rather well.

Like a confused mental person or a child having a problem paying attention, Regis twitched and looked around a lot more then most normal people, mostly seemingly looking upon people leaving at this situation around them both, but he yet again nodded yes for questions. Hoping it would lead somewhere he was a person left with little hope left in his mind how did he mention he needed help? what else could go on, would some one else cause problems for him here, Regis would try and contain himself the best he could yet again, aside from his mind being confused he felt the need to chase still.

But Regis to attempt to control would just look up in the sky to try and grip his mind to what time of the day it is, even he seemed to gather. Nodding yes to being lost but seem almost unsure what to respond in turn if anything he wasn't sure what he was doing anymore and he could not express that. He did not seem to remember anyone currently. He seemed to stare at the grass, trying to think. Did he travel here? was he look for some one. seemingly unsure howelse to answer the question that letting out a slight low sounding shriek, like he was confused and it was his only sign of showing it.

Apparently it was alright to ask this stranger some questsion. The problem was with yes and no questions: she wouldn't never be able to find the guy his name. Oh maybe he could write! Which was a very different concept and difficult if people could only nod and shake their head. But on the other hand, he did understand words. How did this work in god's name?

Her first question would be if he got lost, which she didn't ask very well because lost in general or in Magnolia but for now it was a yes and she asked if he was looking for someone. It remained quiet for a bit before he made a noise that made her jump up a bit, it sounded very scary. But she didn't move after that, "Does that mean you don't know?" she asked, although still a bit scared, she would wait for the answer and if it was a nod again, she would feel sorry for him. He clearly needed help in that case, but what could it be. "So, let me make a summary. You are not from Magnolia and you are lost, you are looking for someone but you forgot who, is that all correct?" if it was again a nod, she would continue to say something more, "That means you need help, could you still write? Your name for example?" she said just to make sure that he could write and that she would perhaps get a name. maybe she needed to make an alphabet in the mud so he could point out letters! That could always be option b, she was now going too fast and she didn't want to make the stranger feel that way.

With that creepy noise exhaled from Regis it seemed that most of the people have actually left the park whom was left seemed a bit too scared to move or unsure if they should try to get Regis out of the park or even out of the area, But nodded yes at the he did not know, but his confusing thoughts seemed to cycle through more and more. Regis seemed to be getting restless even more as time seemed to pass, it was like the reaction of people being scared and fleeing were effecting Regis some how. Much like how a scared person unsure what else was going around him after all with his ruined his mind was, Regis seemed scare and almost on edge. Maybe seem like if he was suffer from dementia or a very shy and sacred child.

Letting out another nod of yes she had what all she could gather right so far, Even wondering who he was looking for? his wife, kid? some one he knew anyone would help. But as he sat Regis continued looking around confused also seeing things that were most likely not even there. Often looking around like he was hearing things as well, Regis mentally was hearing voices of people crying around him, screaming in varying areas around him it seemed to be building up on him, it seemed like due that Regis did not answer or did not notice he did not answer the fact he did not answer if he could write or not, He seemed to be having a harder time paying attention more, Regis seemed to be paying more attention to the people around them, like he zoned out of the question unintentionally and he was distracked.

Phoebe couldn't look at other people anymore, she was so focused on the idea that she had to help this stranger that she forgot to notice people left the park in a hurry. She was still trying to form words and everything and mostly focused on the guy on the bench next to her. When she asked if he knew how to write, he didn't answer her questions, basically he didn't seem to notice her at all. She was wondering what she should do and rather hesitant in the idea that formed in her mind. She opened her mouth to say anything but she figured that might not work, mostly people would react or look at people back once they heard names and the like. She obviously didn't know this guy's name and she was not even sure if the guy itself knew his name still.

Finally she took a deep breath and decided that it was time for some more action to get his attention back, she placed her hand on the armour, not sure if he would feel it and if he wouldn't she would sort of tap on it to get his attention, "Are you okay?" she would say slow and clear, how to help someone when communication was a problem, "Can you write your name?" again step by step she said it slowly as if she was talking to a toddler. She felt like she was offending a lot of people and mainly the guy next to her. Was there no family for him around that was missing him? No wait he was lost that was no option, she wanted to ask if there was anything she could do for him but it was not a yes/no question, so it would be difficult.

The tap seemed to work, it turned his attention back to the woman that was trying to do her best around him, If he was sane and manage to actually speak he would thank her, a part of him wished too. It would be creepy buy when he looked his head twitch a total of three times, one to the left and then twice right, Regis was trying to think, if he could or if it was eaten away from his thought and things he learned.

It seemed odd, if he could realize he was staring into the eyes of some one who was most likely uncomfortable he was clueless, but under the helmet could be seen maybe just how long Regis has been in this state of mind, Regis had turned in a way his face was still mostly shadowed out and covered but his very tired looking blue eyes could be seen, if anything that sleep of some one who had not been able to sleep for a while, like he often sees things or keep waking up to nightmares, but since she could only see his eyes for a moment it was hard to tell but the very noticeable bags under his eyes did not help what was seen either.

But he seemed to blink once and his head seemed to turn just simply sideways like a dog that did not understand the command, but at least he had was in one place and settle for the moment, he seemed to not understand what the word writing meant.

She had to stay calm, panicking or being annoyed wouldn't bring her somewhere so she should stay calm and nice. She tapped the stranger on the armour to get his attention and looked at him with her lavender coloured eyes and wondered what he thought. As he shook his head one time to her right and twice to her left. She wondered if he was still thinking. That's when her own eyes noticed his, it wasn't like he was staring at her. It was like he didn't see anything at all; maybe he was thinking that hard to tell her something. She could see the tired look and she wondered how long this man was trying to give and find answers but no one would be there to help. She didn't know his name, she didn't know anyone that would be looking for him nor would she be able to help with anything. Than the moment was gone as he turned his face away so she couldn't see the eyes and she opened her mouth to say something but nothing was said. She didn't know what to say. Would she go to the knights? Could they help? But if they didn't understand him as well, would they be as patient?

He seemed to be distracted and still had not answered her question. She wondered if he would be able to point out letters, would he be able to recognize his own name? If he could not write, she doubted that plan would work. He needed a healer, that was certain but she wasn't sure where to go and if the stranger wanted that. She had to find other questions, "Sir?" she said to get his attention back, "My name is Phoebe. Do you know your name?" it was not a really a yes or no question because well she would try and ask his name after, if he answered yes that was. But she had to bring this huge amount of no information into a few questions that could only be answered by yes and no.

It seemed to work, Regis seemed to finally understand now after the moment of confusion, He nodded yes, He still some how remembered his name, only he was unsure how much of it but he remembered some part of a name, In his thoughts he remembered just one word popped into his mind. Regis but he had no idea how to explain it or mention it, but the nod seemed to help the situation. *You remember your own name Regis.* His inner thoughts sparked and left into his thoughts that seemed to shortly left his mind with out it being spoken or heard.*But it is few of your only thoughts left.* This voice could not be spoken by Regis this was all in his brain and thoughts alone.

Regis started looking at the ground after looking at her, he was looking at the ground trying to see what it was made of, even if he looked like he was confused, his mind was so decayed he could not tell what it was, he was considering clawing at the ground to see if he could write something but so far he was still trying to tell what it was for now.

Phoebe looked at the stranger still. Looking worried and mainly frowning because of that, she still had no answers to inform authority and simply leaving him at the doorstep of the knights, she was almost a hundred percent sure they wouldn't be so patience. Besides; she had nothing better to do, it was nice to try and help someone. Sure she would get frustrated from time to time but this guy couldn't help it. She wondered if it was some sort of virus, not that she had heard about anything like this before. She frowned a little more, almost lost in thoughts, but she still needed to try and get his name.

When she turned back to the present time, she looked at the stranger, who looked at the ground and she looked there as well and noticed it was clear, no grass around the bench and she jumped up, "Wait here." she said and looking in the grass next to the trees until she found a little branch that she could use as a pen. She hurried back towards the bench, he seemed to understand words, maybe he would recognize letters as well! She held up a hand to make a sign for him to wait and she wrote the alphabet on the clean dark ground a little in front of the bench. She would sit next to him, "Do you think you can spell your name?" she asked with a smile, because maybe this would work. She quickly reminded herself not to have too high hopes for this, because it would only disappoint her and maybe he would notice and would be sad, she didn't want that.

Wait there he did, but almost difficult to stand still he wanted to move, wanted to keeping going. But he stood with him twitching to what him felt like a long time or too quickly all at once, Blinking every once and a while and looking around.

Even if it did not take long, in that broken mind of Regis' it almost felt like 5 hours then time had slowly changed back from it.

He was starting to looking at the scared people around him,some of them started backing away or even leaving in a rush, hearing the moving of grass and leafs from then leaving was the cause of Regis to looking towards them, By the she had return Regis was slightly off the bench almost like he was going to go towards somewhere else.

until she had arrived and Regis seemed to sit back down like he snapped back into his mind and was doing as he was requested too. Watching while the letters were being written some he seemed to stare almost intently at and some he seemed confused by, But he was trying what his mind could muster to understand these letters he knew and what he would consider strange symbols next to them, Even if they were logically letters it still looks like something else different to him.

Could be spell his name? he wondered himself did he know his own name? scanning across the letters he reached over and touched the letter "R" to start with, It could be a long start with little hope.

Scanning over a few more letters he touched the letter "E" he would stand over the letter g looking confused like it meant something but but seemed to pass over it and touch the "I" continuing looking at these and he seemed to stop at the letter "S" like he wanted to touch it as well be skipped it too for to him the two letters he stopped and skipped over looked different from his minds last thought.

Phoebe had written down the alphabet in the ground and stared at the stranger, wondering if he would be able to. She actually had not much hope for it but she wouldn't give up. She noticed how he touched the letter R and started to linger on the word in her mind. She eyed him and looked at the ground to see what he was doing. The next was the letter E, RE, there were so many names options that she tried not to fill in names but it was very difficult to try and stay neutral.

She frowned as he lingered on the letter G but didn't touch it and he would continue on. She wondered if it was the next letter but if he couldn't understand it anymore. Of course every handwriting was different, maybe it was that. She wondered RE or REG. He soon turned to the next letter which would make the word REI if she didn't linger on the G anymore. She frowned and shook her head slightly when she was sure that the stranger was still focused on the next letter which seemed to be, she lifted up herself a little, the letter S but again didn't touch it. That would mean either Rei or if she put everything together REGIS which she wondered. Would his brain whatever happened to it, be able to pick out everything? Was the task too difficult? Why linger on those two letters.

She decided to go for the second option because she wanted to make sure that he lingered on those letters with a reason, it might be farfetched but the fact that she could only ask him yes or no questions made it so that she would have to give him the benefit of a doubt. "Is it Regis? Your name?" Perhaps it was still Rei and he couldn't find the right letters at that point but it felt like it was different and than why linger on the S?

Was it his name? It felt like something important in his mind like he should know this like it at one point heard it everyday. It was a slow nod yes almost like it was strange for him to hear his own name again, It felt almost an like ten years has passed in his mind since he had heard his own name, last person to speak it was a figure he could not quite remember, just blue hair a robe and remembering punching and fighting as well, Also blood on his armor and some one leaving cut marks on them.

He seemed to relive that moment that fight for a moment,picturing the first swing of his sword very slowly at first he seemed in this reliving in his mind he could almost hear the slice noise while his sword ran along this faceless person back and hearing a sound of some one in pain not realizing it but it was the sound of a woman, the rest seemed to speed up that he did not realize that else was going on with it anymore to the point his mind broke back into reality.

But he also nodded yes again to her question, like he almost seemed to think he did not answer the question the first time, But he tried to settle down again because he felt restless, he always felt restless always restless, on the move, never knew were to go or stay. no were to stay no one to look after him, always lost and never knew where to go in the end, not sure what else would happen to him.

She had made note of two different ways that he perhaps spelled his name if it was and she had taken the so called difficult version and he nodded. When she had made the decision to help him with yes or no question, she had not expected to find out the name of this person, "So it is Regis, that's a nice name." she no longer said it as a question, maybe asking too much questions was making someone nervous and annoyed and she didn't want that to happen. She could only imagine how frustrated it was if you couldn't talk anymore and your mind might be smart enough. She wasn't sure if Regis was able to think straight, there was something wrong but how would you figure that out without sounding offensive, without hurting someone's feelings?

He must be thinking about something because he seemed to be far away from her again and she tried to find his blue eyes again, to make sure they were blue indeed. Would he be able to take off the armour, the helmet or was it part of the curse that he was under? That's how she planned to call it in her mind. He seemed to break out of his daydream and nodded again while she had not asked a question and she wondered if it was again about the name. She wondered if he had even heard her, he seemed so agitated maybe she got that wrong but like he didn't want to sit here yet needed someone's help without himself realizing. What more could she ask him, "Do you have any family?" She finally tried, maybe she should talk about herself more to make him relax a little, feeling that it was not an interrogation. "I have a sister, she is very annoying, always stealing my clothes and favouriting father, always running away when it is her time to work in the shop. So that's what I basically did until recently when I decided to go away from home and try to find my mother." She didn't want to tell people about her mother but desperate calls asked for desperate actions.

That question Regis seemed be lost in thought about it,like he wanted to try and be use if he remembered if he did or not, His mind trying to think back was often fragmented, shattered random bits would replay in his mind. What parts that would be playing in his mind unknown for her but for him.

He was seeing an image of so long a go, to the days of me being merely 2 years old, Falling off of something his mind found it too blurry to remember for the moment, hearing himself calling out a name he was trying to connect himself too,But he heard a voice and the steps of some one walking over to him unsure in which the voice he heard was male or female he saw some one he knew and reached his arms like seeking an embrace of them, Mimicking the same thing in his current moment in front of this random woman, acting it out like he felt like he was their more then anything else.

Hearing of female voice remembering it asking if he was okay, the almost faceless looking woman mentioning he was safe and sound now and that some one called his father would patch him up shortly, With that part over he seemed to go back for to normal into reality for the moment, He would most likely go back into another vision of his past, leaving him in place.

Next would be in image or not him being so young but older and having to people around him that were younger, They were talking and playing, Regis seemed to be chopping wood with an axe outside watching over of them, Peaceful he remember for a moment to an older man returning home and getting a hug from both the younger kids.

He remembered walking on his own and meeting a faceless woman to the memory cutting to that very same woman with himself in a room to a child being born, with him holding her hand.

The last image was of him slaughtering that woman and killing that child, hearing the scream of that woman before he did, He remember his fight with a blue haired woman hearing the sound of blocking metal against metal and the slashing sounds and him being locked in a house unable to figure out how to open the door, Seemed to twitch a few times like the vision of this was going to cause a reaction but he made himself stop to live throught like he was trying to link it all together, to figure out who they were and how it was all connected.

Once he had these visions he seemed to nod yes to that question, Even being unsure about whom these people were but he had to take a risk and think they were, something in his heart told him it was so.

The only way she thought by getting him to talk or by getting him to understand and read perhaps expressions, which was impossible with the mask he was wearing was by talking herself. So she asked about a family, she gave up on random Yes and no questions, so she told him about her family. Which she had not want to tell anyone at some point but she had to do something. She didn't know exactly what was happening but Regis didn't seem to react to her anymore, which had happen a couple of times before but right now he didn't seem to notice her at all anymore, he even lifted up his own arms and she leaned a bit back to not get hit in the sort of invisible movement or daydream.

She scooted a bit to the side and she wasn't sure if she was happy but he seemed to be having moments of unattentiveness and with that she hoped he was getting flashbacks or trying very hard to remember what has been going on. She still wondered in moments like this if he had to go to a healer because how would she explain to someone like that what happened if she herself didn't know. She kept her eyes on him, wondering and questioning herself because she really had no idea what she was doing and she wasn't able to help this man very much. She noticed him nodding, meaning he had a family and it was probably them that he was looking for, without him completely knowing perhaps?

"Are you hurt, Regis?" she thought to say his name every time, it tended to keep people centered and have them listen when their name was called. She had no idea if he was since the armour, should she try and get him out of that? Was that a possibility?

The one question that never realized he wanted asked. Regis was still in some pain he had never stopped. It was either his bones, his senses, his brain something to be able to express in some manner he felt pain being never sure when it ended for him he felt it when he manage to sleep as well, but he slept.

It lead him to nod yes, Almost letting out some kind of noise again but realize it was painful for others and scared people, it would be one of the few moments of a solid thought he would try and keep.

Help, any kind...it had hope behind it, It was the last kind of hope he would cling on to, his thoughts would not even lead him to what happens if there was nothing they could do for him, Or if they just left him some were because they thought he was insane, He was not factoring anything into his thoughts just hard the word help and now wanted he did not know what else he could do now.

It was dangerous to try and figure out what could happen, Regis was blind to it his reactions are hard to tell. It would be hopeful to if he did get help that he managed to understand what would be happen to him, He could freak out if his thoughts failed him at the wrong time. But, He even nodded yes a second time, Like he was trying to point out he was in pain and needed help just had no way of mention what it all way or what he could do about it.

Her lilac eyes stared at him and she wasn't sure what would be the reaction, would he understand the word pain? Her eyes turned a bit bigger as she noticed the slow nod from Regis, which made this whole think a lot worse considering, if he was in pain she felt a bigger pressure to figure out what was going on. She wasn't sure what to do at all with this information, the question that had been bothering her time and time again was if she should go and find him a healer but she didn't want to scare Regis at first, but if he was in pain! How could she deny it. He even nodded a second time which made Phoebe resist the urge to sit up and ran to find a healer for him. She wasn't afraid any longer, she didn't want to describe it as feeling pity for him but that's what it came to.

He must be so mis understood, everyone seemed to run away and yet this man was in pain and he needed help. "Would you be okay if we find a healer? I can't do much for you but I can try to talk to someone." not that she knew a healer in town but she could find one, that wasn't the most difficult part, perhaps it was the most difficult part to get Regis to understand she wasn't leaving him behind, because that's absolutely not what she wanted. She was a bit lost in the action of what she needed to do in general and that made it impossible to make a decision. For a second she would curse herself for walking up to this person and trying to figure things out, but she actually didn't hate that. She hated that she wasn't capable of doing much.

Find a healer? such things seemed to confuse Regis even a bit more, his mind no longer understood healer as a word. Or maybe in general what it in tailed either, his withered mind had trust in this woman he had forgotten the name of now, But he did felt like he was not worried for it felt what he could only feel is safe or something close to it that his mind and brain could remember and think it was.

It gave him hope, a small amount of it what he could remember of what hope felt like, could this solve what is eating him away slowly in mind and rid his slow pain, He wouldn't feel pain, like everything was slowing down at random points and speeding up at random points, it felt too much for his thoughts to handle, He wanted to scream in pain, He wanted the pain to end. He wanted to weep in sadness just to express something, something to feel so he knew he was still a person, It is hard for Regis to feel human, when he wasn't

He felt almost like, he was turning to something different a beast, a monster or a blood hungry mindless creature. A word he could not figure out at all what the word he was feeling but it felt like he was shaping into something different that wasn't human mentally, But he nodded yes to her yet again. It was getting to where he was hoping too.