[Something comes out of Fenris's mouth — a sound that was probably meant to be a word — cut off by the sudden movement of him being shoved onto his back, the forearm across his chest feeling as if it was going to crush his ribcage, and if he could think clearly he would realize it has nothing to do with the pressure Rafe is putting on him and everything to do with his body trying to shut everything down so he doesn't have to deal with this. His chest only continues to tighten until he's forced to breath heavy, shallow, breaths.
His gaze slowly shifts, almost looking as if they're going to roll to the back of his head, but really just settling anywhere but directly on Rafe. While his body momentarily tenses in its struggle after a moment he just goes limp, clears his mind, and hopes Rafe gets pissed off enough that he realizes it's useless dealing with Fenris right now and leaves.]
cw: body dysmorphia, skin horror, implications of past sexual/physical abuse, past slavery, ptsd
His gaze slowly shifts, almost looking as if they're going to roll to the back of his head, but really just settling anywhere but directly on Rafe. While his body momentarily tenses in its struggle after a moment he just goes limp, clears his mind, and hopes Rafe gets pissed off enough that he realizes it's useless dealing with Fenris right now and leaves.]