Open Post of Slightly Less Crazy
Gaheris has been washed, cleaned, and put into unbloodied clothes by someone since he was last seen, and has been rather calmed; there's no weeping, no shouting, no anger. His expression is quiet and vacant, but he starts up in terror if someone approaches.
Right now he's sitting outside, sleeping fitfully in the sun, one hand clenched in the grass in a fist.
Right now he's sitting outside, sleeping fitfully in the sun, one hand clenched in the grass in a fist.