[ he halts, there. goes silent. he sucks from his mouth, soft and hopefully silent as he readjusts, as he finds a comfier position. it didn't sting as much if he wasn't talking— hah, maybe it was a sign. he says nothing, other than an understanding nod, where he begins to follow right behind.
just the thought gave him shivers. he wouldn't even be here if it weren't for vriska. luckily, it didn't hit any important vessels either. ]
I don't think they wanted that.
[ maybe they had wanted his pain, first. the same as he did to them— despite not meaning to. but, death was death. ]
[ it was definitely weird to feel it, especially when eating. he couldn't quite find a comfortable position to chew without food touching it— he sits, though, hoping ed does the same soon. ]
It's not bleeding so much anymore, but— It still stings. I'm not eating all that much anyway—
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don't worry about it!! if it's getting hard we can always handwave!
just the thought gave him shivers. he wouldn't even be here if it weren't for vriska. luckily, it didn't hit any important vessels either. ]
I don't think they wanted that.
[ maybe they had wanted his pain, first. the same as he did to them— despite not meaning to. but, death was death. ]
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It isn't much of a consolation given what had happened to Tsuna anyway, but he's glad that he escaped that fate. ]
Sit. [ He motions at a log at the side of his tent that he often uses as a chair. ] Does it hurt when you talk or eat?
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[ it was definitely weird to feel it, especially when eating. he couldn't quite find a comfortable position to chew without food touching it— he sits, though, hoping ed does the same soon. ]
It's not bleeding so much anymore, but— It still stings. I'm not eating all that much anyway—