[Unfortunately, Eustace won't be able to notice as he remains hunched over the side of the bed, hand gripping the table and the sheets as he continues to heave and vomit, though he's not really producing all that much. It's more just fluids and bile, but it's better than the taste that haunts him.
The taste of her blood...
Just the thought alone makes his stomach churn and he wants to claw his mouth to shreds. Even if it only happened in a dream, the memories hit him too hard, the sensation and the taste too strong. It's even worse than when he had been cursed as a lindworm, though that really brings no solace as it only brings even worse memories forward and it worsens his body's reaction with a strangled cry.]
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The taste of her blood...
Just the thought alone makes his stomach churn and he wants to claw his mouth to shreds. Even if it only happened in a dream, the memories hit him too hard, the sensation and the taste too strong. It's even worse than when he had been cursed as a lindworm, though that really brings no solace as it only brings even worse memories forward and it worsens his body's reaction with a strangled cry.]