He wants to jump out of his own skin. He wants to pull his skeleton out of his body, tear his hair out, grind his teeth down to stubs. He’s uncomfortable, immensely so, snapping internally at every little inconvenience, feeling himself bubble with those old familiar thoughts of wringing a neck or punching a wall, even though in his heyday his wrath was mostly guided at himself and apathy towards everyone and everything else.
He doesn’t know why this is happening. These feelings of discomfort and agitation at every little thing comes right after waking with Raju in his arms, that lovely little glow he’d felt despite of the horror and the suffering. They’d been on their way to look for a death - he shouldn’t have been happy, and he wasn’t completely, but he’d felt like the crush of the world wasn’t so heavy. And by all accounts he should have kept feeling that contentment, but it comes and goes and he finds himself even wanting to lash out at Raju.
The situation with the madmen in the forest is still the big debate in town, with someone once more suggesting they kidnap one of their numbers. Crozier brings his vexation home, dropping his goods from town onto the table with a grunt.
“They’re going to start a goddamned war, one we’re not prepared for. There are children among their numbers, for Christ’s sake!”
Time Skip - a week or so after the Darkwalker attack
He wants to jump out of his own skin. He wants to pull his skeleton out of his body, tear his hair out, grind his teeth down to stubs. He’s uncomfortable, immensely so, snapping internally at every little inconvenience, feeling himself bubble with those old familiar thoughts of wringing a neck or punching a wall, even though in his heyday his wrath was mostly guided at himself and apathy towards everyone and everything else.
He doesn’t know why this is happening. These feelings of discomfort and agitation at every little thing comes right after waking with Raju in his arms, that lovely little glow he’d felt despite of the horror and the suffering. They’d been on their way to look for a death - he shouldn’t have been happy, and he wasn’t completely, but he’d felt like the crush of the world wasn’t so heavy. And by all accounts he should have kept feeling that contentment, but it comes and goes and he finds himself even wanting to lash out at Raju.
The situation with the madmen in the forest is still the big debate in town, with someone once more suggesting they kidnap one of their numbers. Crozier brings his vexation home, dropping his goods from town onto the table with a grunt.
“They’re going to start a goddamned war, one we’re not prepared for. There are children among their numbers, for Christ’s sake!”