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[He lifts his face from the water once the lock had been undone. A possible way out is now presented to them. But...Shadow isn't moving. Water normally doesn't bother him. It's water, in an enclosed space, and a small dark space for that matter that has him hesitating. His mind knows he's not there, that this isn't the same thing, but it still hits too close to when he was forced into that tank. To get put into a deep slumber, having to revisit those same nightmares, over and over. His body, feeling like it was constantly between dying and living while in stasis.

Moments of fear, he can usually try to mask it with another emotion, but this is out in the open. The way his ears visibly fall against his head. His body shakes, eyes unfocused, pulled somewhere else. He doesn't want to go back to that dark place again. Never again.]