He can practically hear it in his ears, and his face is white with the growing horror and realization. His breathing is heavy in his chest- and he clutches at his front and at his shirt like it's a safety net as he looks to the side, dog tags finding their way in the grasp despite having nothing to do with the matter.

Kaseri the ponyta whinnies worriedly. She presses her horn, glowing, against the blond repeatedly, as if one could heal choking shock.

'Zahra' is still there (and it's so easy to just use that name, because this obviously isn't Anzu, doesn't even look like Anzu in so many ways, and in so many ways the same could be said about the 'Other'...about 'Atem', as he's apparently known), but he needs to think- no, he needs to not think, if anything, shuddering breaths leaving him trembling at the knees.

"I." ....

"...G...Gimme a sec'." She woke up after minutes. Woke up. Woke...

Breathe... "'S... Jus' a normal-" Not normal, "...'normal' hit fr'm Ra then," he mutters, practically to reassure himself. "Jus'..."

Every time he stops to think, he just sees his little sister staring up at Ra. He squeezes his eyes shut as if he could banish the memory that way, and it doesn't.

"Phhhhhhhwwwww..."

"NnNnniii..."