[ There's nothing holy about letting yourself succumb to the influence of some mysterious disease, that's what he thinks. But maybe that's the Firebrand in him, always ready to bare fangs at anything that threatens to get in the way of his personal goals and wishes. If only he could pass some of that along to this guy.

The flicker of attentiveness is, if not enough of an improvement, at least a step in the right direction. He gives the feathery wings another rough tug before letting go, hand reaching for the knife he always keeps at his waist. ]

You really think you're going to be joyful after losing yourself completely to whatever dream you're having? Snap out of it.

[ Though that would at least be one way of knocking this guy back to reality. If worst comes to worst.....No. He shakes that thought out of his head, frowning deeper as he unsheathes his knife. After a second of careful consideration, he sinks the blade into the muscle of Liem's shoulder in one smooth movement, attention still fixed on the other man's face. ]

Awake yet?