[ time passes by slowly, slinking through the motions of life like sand. his body is seizing up, pain gnawing at his nerves, the scent of his own blood making him sick. still, before the world fades to black, he sees him-- minato. instinctively, he smiles. ]
...Glad you're okay.
[ and then shortly thereafter: ]
I couldn't do anything again. [ a beat. ] Damn...
I really am useless, huh?
[ darkness covets him, receding along his mind like a blanket. when he wakes, he's laid against a cot-- drowsily, he comes to, the bright lights of the clinic relentlessly blinding. it takes him a good moment to reorient himself, the cognizance and clarity trickling in bit by bit...but then, he sees him.
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...Glad you're okay.
[ and then shortly thereafter: ]
I couldn't do anything again. [ a beat. ] Damn...
I really am useless, huh?
[ darkness covets him, receding along his mind like a blanket. when he wakes, he's laid against a cot-- drowsily, he comes to, the bright lights of the clinic relentlessly blinding. it takes him a good moment to reorient himself, the cognizance and clarity trickling in bit by bit...but then, he sees him.
a sigh escapes him. it's born from relief. ]
Hey, kid.