he really wishes it was someone else up here. there are enough people here furious at him, so why couldn't it have been one of them instead? then this wouldn't be so painful. he wouldn't have to watch kaeya fracture like this.
he leans forward. his voice quiet,]
It was...
[... but rather than finish that sentence—with what little strength he has, he reaches out to shove kaeya away from him.
specifically? at his left, cursed shoulder. pain flares through his own, but it's fine, it's fine (why couldn't it at least be his useless right, though?), he was braced for it. doing his best to ignore it, he dashes for the sword again.
sorry, kaeya. but he's going to fight dirty, if that's what it takes.]
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he really wishes it was someone else up here. there are enough people here furious at him, so why couldn't it have been one of them instead? then this wouldn't be so painful. he wouldn't have to watch kaeya fracture like this.
he leans forward. his voice quiet,]
It was...
[... but rather than finish that sentence—with what little strength he has, he reaches out to shove kaeya away from him.
specifically? at his left, cursed shoulder. pain flares through his own, but it's fine, it's fine (why couldn't it at least be his useless right, though?), he was braced for it. doing his best to ignore it, he dashes for the sword again.
sorry, kaeya. but he's going to fight dirty, if that's what it takes.]