[He releases Lucas's arms and instead draws him close, his arms wrapping around him in a tight embrace, one hand cradling his head.
His eyes, though, remain locked upon the delusions that surround them, as if forcing himself to stare them down, despite the fact that they appear terrifyingly real.
He begins to mutter quietly.]
It's going to be okay, Lucas. It's going to go away.
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His eyes, though, remain locked upon the delusions that surround them, as if forcing himself to stare them down, despite the fact that they appear terrifyingly real.
He begins to mutter quietly.]
It's going to be okay, Lucas. It's going to go away.