"I guess I...don't, really." He releases a shaky breath, trying to jar himself back into feeling like he's one whole person, and not existing a couple inches to the left of himself. The sudden movement does not help. At least he isn't nauseous - he hasn't eaten enough to merit that kind of thing.
Thank god.
"But, uh, I tried," he offers weakly. "Made sure of it first and everything."
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Thank god.
"But, uh, I tried," he offers weakly. "Made sure of it first and everything."