Jim follows Malcolm towards the wall, honestly too curious about what he's doing to freak out about it. Well, he doesn't freak out about the blood, at least...
However, once Malcolm is done with drawing his symbol, and that invisible field stretches out to encompass them both, Jim is taken over by a sudden surge of panic, his whole body shaking almost violently as he feels the overwhelming need to get out.
"Shit," he heaves, already feeling his heart racing, his head spinning. He stumbles back and away from the barn wall, until he manages to somehow leave the warded area, stopping a few good feet away from it for good measure.
"Holy shit," he pants, still a little dizzy. His heart's calming down now, but he's still breathing heavily, hands on his knees as he tries to regain his balance. "Not sure what you did there, but that-- that definitely worked."
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However, once Malcolm is done with drawing his symbol, and that invisible field stretches out to encompass them both, Jim is taken over by a sudden surge of panic, his whole body shaking almost violently as he feels the overwhelming need to get out.
"Shit," he heaves, already feeling his heart racing, his head spinning. He stumbles back and away from the barn wall, until he manages to somehow leave the warded area, stopping a few good feet away from it for good measure.
"Holy shit," he pants, still a little dizzy. His heart's calming down now, but he's still breathing heavily, hands on his knees as he tries to regain his balance. "Not sure what you did there, but that-- that definitely worked."