Emil wondered, vaguely, if this curse was able to be undone, if perhaps he would finally be able to remember what had happened before he had it. If he could finally remember his life before this.

He nodded when Felix told him what he should do, and sat very still, only breathing. He was more nervous now, but pouring his concentration into not moving helped him to forget that, leave it behind for the time being. His eyes remained closed behind the bandages, and he waited.

For a while there was nothing, and then-- pain. It hurt, something he hadn't been expecting, it wasn't supposed to hurt. The pain was short-lived, but it was sharp enough that it caused him to gasp, slightly. He stayed still, but stiffly now, nervous.