Shaking arms, strained and stressed, pushed against the bed underneath him. Green eyes, barely seeing through the pain of everything unseen, looked at Khalida. "Take a baseball bat to my head?" He offered, a pained smirk on his lips. "Break the curse..." He said quietly, looking toward something that wasn't there.
Hot pain seared through his brain again and he crumpled back onto the bed, hands to his temples, before he passed out.