Estelle heard a soft groan coming from Magnus. His face had turned paler quicker. He seemed to be holding into something and although she could see he wasn't showing his panic and pain, it wasn't because he couldn't feel those in this moment of urgency. He was in fact was enduring everything so she wouldn't have to fall into panic seeing him in pain.
Estelle could see it as when she came next to him, his entire back had turned wet from the cold sweat, the discoloration from his arms had reached to his shoulders. Upon taking off his clothes with her fingers fumbling upon each buttons, she found herself start struck staring at the wounds that had crawled like living veins to his heart.
She couldn't stop her own body from shaking and as the worse intrusive thoughts surround her head, she felt Magnus's hands gripping tight to her forearms, holding her tight before forcing a smile to appear between his teeth, "Calm down. It's not as bad as it looks."
