[Lucky Crow he is unrolling Rean and not a feral rean-shaped beast. Rean does look confused though, and really strung out. He raises a hand to take the glove out of his mouth and finds that hand all bundled up so he uses the other hand.

Everything hurts with such an overwhelming and deep pain he isn't actually noticing his hand hurting much more than any other part of him.]

Crow...?

[He's croaking it out, with a voice that hasn't been used for anything but feral noises and screaming for days.]