[ Any amount of cryogenic sleep is tough on the body; it is tough now, and Thace can only begin to imagine what it must've been like ten thousand years ago. It does not surprise him that when the Altean noble(?) awakens, that he finds his body in poor condition to support itself. What does, however, is that he stumbles into Thace and takes hold, clings to him for support in a way Thace has seldom had any but those who have perished on his blade.
This...boy is not enemy of his though, and Thace reacts instinctively to steady him, oversized hands large on the Altean's body as he steadies him with no shortage of brief awkwardness. ]
...I am Thace. [ There are no outward signs of hostility from the boy yet. Was he put under before the war? Or has he simply not yet remembered? ] Your body will be weak for some time. You should try to relax. Do you feel unwell?
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This...boy is not enemy of his though, and Thace reacts instinctively to steady him, oversized hands large on the Altean's body as he steadies him with no shortage of brief awkwardness. ]
...I am Thace. [ There are no outward signs of hostility from the boy yet. Was he put under before the war? Or has he simply not yet remembered? ] Your body will be weak for some time. You should try to relax. Do you feel unwell?