Blue barely makes a noise - just something faint in his breath before he can open his eye again. The bandage over the other starts to show sign of darkening, having disturbed something patched-up in some fashion through his psionics. He should've tried to recover more before exploring the place on foot, but that would put too much faith in his surroundings - faith he doesn't have yet.

Faith Finn seems to have, for how certain he is about taking care of others.

Why is he still alive? That dread feeling starts to color into something more despondent as the thought strikes him yet again. He'd lose himself to it were it not for this person focusing so hard on him. The character of his compassion has something familiar in it, but...not entirely. He isn't Mu, but...

Who are you? he wonders, the thought leaving him easily as breathing. You're like me...but not...