He follows the advice, moving his hands and flexing his fingers. He still looks like a mess, his long hair is falling out of its ponytail. And he is still covered in blood. It's not his, Tom has checked. Abraxas has become a real warrior in their time apart and he wonders if the other will try something stupid like trying to kill him. He doesn’t want to believe it, but he doesn’t really know the other anymore. It's been 5 years now and the only reason that he can tell it's him is because of those eyes and that hair. It's something that he wouldn’t forget.