Sacha stiffened as a rabbit snuggled near to him. He didn't know what it meant. A small creature being this comforting? Rather than bringing comfort, it darkened his soul. He didn't deserve any of this. Surely hell would descend at any moment after having tricked him, because real life was never this kind of him. However, a hesitant voice cancelled that theory. Sacha pulled himself up partly in order to turn, trying to find the source of the voice.

"Who...are you?" he managed to croak after trying twice to say the words. His body still felt sluggish and after moving, it was more apparent. His head throbbed and his limbs moved as if encased in lead or heavy chains. There was a familiarity to it and he didn't like the thought at all. Sacha narrowed his eyes. A yellow stare? Just what sort of creature spoke to him?