[ Once he starts to work his tongue is when he realizes his mouth tastes like he ate battery acid. It's not pleasant, but nothing is pleasant right now, so he keeps trudging forward. Forcing his mouth and voice to work. ]
Come here. [ Even his voice is wrecked. He needs so many things right now. So many. Clothes. His teeth brushed. A glass of water. Like some ice cream and a nice blanket. And a hug????? Oh my god thank god bracket text is getting kinda comedic again MAYBE THE WORST IS OVER. ] It's okay.
[ Even in his wrecked state he can feel how spooked she is. How flighty and frightened for him she is and-- Really. If it was her it was okay. He's okay. ]
Or yell about how someone called her Sir.
Come here. [ Even his voice is wrecked. He needs so many things right now. So many. Clothes. His teeth brushed. A glass of water. Like some ice cream and a nice blanket. And a hug????? Oh my god thank god bracket text is getting kinda comedic again MAYBE THE WORST IS OVER. ] It's okay.
[ Even in his wrecked state he can feel how spooked she is. How flighty and frightened for him she is and-- Really. If it was her it was okay. He's okay. ]