[His ribs hurt, along with his butt and back, but all of that feels inconsequential as he continues to look up at Kotone and her bright smile. Something bright and warm beats in his chest, knowing that he was able to make her this happy just by returning. He really doesn't care that he's lying in the middle of the street, he doesn't care who sees them, brushing one stray strand of hair from her face before he easily returns her kiss. It's long, although not inappropriate, mostly wanting to express everything he's feeling through this.]
I'm okay. [There's memories to maybe work through later. The memories of the other Scott that thinks everyone hates him because he killed Charles Xavier. Guess he finally figured out the Scott that is responsible for the crime on his parchment, perhaps the Scott from Quentin's timeline.
It's weird, that he was him for a moment. He... he didn't know what he'd be like, but honestly, a lot of the things he felt, Scott can relate to. But those are things he packs away for now, concentrating on Kotone and softly asking his next question.]
Are you okay? [His eyes always hidden, but there's that familiar concern on him, lightly prying because he knows he gave her a scare.]
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I'm okay. [There's memories to maybe work through later. The memories of the other Scott that thinks everyone hates him because he killed Charles Xavier. Guess he finally figured out the Scott that is responsible for the crime on his parchment, perhaps the Scott from Quentin's timeline.
It's weird, that he was him for a moment. He... he didn't know what he'd be like, but honestly, a lot of the things he felt, Scott can relate to. But those are things he packs away for now, concentrating on Kotone and softly asking his next question.]
Are you okay? [His eyes always hidden, but there's that familiar concern on him, lightly prying because he knows he gave her a scare.]