[Crow can tell they're close to his apartment, now. The little ding of the elevator opening was the first obvious clue, but Crow had gone down this path so many times, even in his fevered state he knew just how many steps, and approximately how much time.

Then again, his brain wasn't really keeping track of time.

He follows Rean's voice, obeying those instructions the best he can as he slowly makes his way to the door, slumping beside it as Rean goes to unlock it.

With the door open, he makes his way in, feeling the cool air hit against his sweaty skin. It was like heaven, honestly, as he stumbles his way over to the couch and crumples on it, all but collapsing to lie on his back. Pachinko darts for him, hopping up on the back of the couch to get a closer look, although a little nervous as to what might be wrong with his human.

This wasn't like him, and Pachinko could tell.]

I think they've calmed down by now...

[Crow, maybe you should explain what 'they' are...]

It's like...it's like memories were fighting for space in my head. I kept seeing this weird door that was from my past life...and then I heard my voice...

[A hard swallow, as he starts to regain his composure.]

Not -mine-, though. The other Crow's--Hey Patch...you worried about me?

[Pachinko seems to be leaning over to get a closer look, before turning to cast his eyes to Rean for help. WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIM, REAN?]