I don't think I'm bleeding? [Wylan honestly isn't sure where all the glass from the lamp went, or if it's primarily buried in his hair.] I can wait for supplies.
[Still crackling as he properly gets up to his feet and then settles on the edge of his bed.]
Re: Post-reflections; voice;
[Still crackling as he properly gets up to his feet and then settles on the edge of his bed.]