"My limbs?" He can't tell a stranger that he's never had limbs before now! Rayman touches the arm connecting his left hand to his chest. It's extremely weird to feel heat where it doesn't belong, but that's definitely a sensation of touch. "I-I don't think so," he answers.
..huh. Are they numb at all?
Ray(HU)man
ㅤWINONAㅤ
"N-Not really..." Deeeep breaths. In... Out. "I mean, I fell, so THAT hurts, but I didn't break anything..."
Ray(HU)man
Okay, deep breaths, bud. In, out.
( With a staggering strength, she drags him back to the trunk of the tree, sitting him up. )
Does anything hurt?
ㅤWINONAㅤ
"All of it!" Sputter. "L... Limbs...!" He's hyperventilating, unable to keep himself still.
Ray(HU)man
What? Hold on, you're gonna need to be a bit more specific. What part?
ㅤWINONAㅤ
He appreciates it, considering that this is one of the worst possible things that could happen to him. Rayman scrambles to get into a good position, but he has absolutely no idea what he's doing. "I... I can't use my body!"
Ray(HU)man
( It's a shockingly short amount of time between him calling for help, and it actually arriving. )
( The light of her torch makes her obvious before her own form does, quickly rushing to his fallen body before he can even speak. )
Whoa, whoa, what happened?
( Right to business. )
ㅤWINONAㅤ
⤴️ tries to stand, but is met with an unfamiliar sight. "What am I...?!" Hands lift, dragged down by skin-colored shackles. What happened? What *is* he? What's going on?
"...H... Help! Somebody!"
