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[jonathanparagon]

It takes Jonathan some time to come all the way back to consciousness, vaguely puzzled at how little he hurts and not entirely sure where he is... until he tries to reach, instinctively, for his magic and can't get a grip on it

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[stilljustandrew]

There are three faces there, all of them to some extent familiar, none of them looking particularly happy to see him. It's the one in the center that has him frozen, though.

And by the way Andrew's staring back at him, it's pretty much mutual.

(To his right, Willow folds her arms and studies him with guarded interest; to his left, Buffy looks more grim than anything else.)

[jonathanparagon]

"Andrew", he says, trying to push himself up. "Andrew, I know... I don't... it's me."

[stilljustandrew]

Buffy and Willow exchange glances with each other, then look at Andrew.

Who swallows. "It ... yeah. It does look like him. Only ... only older."

[jonathanparagon]

"I can explain", he says, staring his best friend - his brother - in the face. "And I'm going to need your help."