[Manabu doesn't let himself move much, even though he's starting to feel the ache of lying too still. for a bit, he just listens to breath and heartbeats and the periodic settling of the building, taking stock of himself beyond pain and putting all of that back into place.
still here, still left as a byproduct of not just scientific lunatics, but the many who love and care for him. he's what's left, but not yet left behind. not yet.
he blinks against the stinging sensation of his eyes and swallows against the raw feeling in his throat.
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on 2025-01-18 11:37 pm (UTC)still here, still left as a byproduct of not just scientific lunatics, but the many who love and care for him. he's what's left, but not yet left behind. not yet.
he blinks against the stinging sensation of his eyes and swallows against the raw feeling in his throat.
quietly:] Are you awake?