As soon as Yukio's arm is around him he slumps, rubbing a hand against the side of his face in exhaustion. He didn't know it was possible to sleep as much as he has in the past two days and still feel so exhausted.]
Thanks...
[He takes the water with the arm that's obviously been injured some how, pulling the cap off and drinking it as slowly as he can. He wants to guzzle it, but he knows better than to ignore Yukio's warning on that.
Once he was sitting, he watched Yukio with his bag, nearly missing the glint of metal in it.]
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As soon as Yukio's arm is around him he slumps, rubbing a hand against the side of his face in exhaustion. He didn't know it was possible to sleep as much as he has in the past two days and still feel so exhausted.]
Thanks...
[He takes the water with the arm that's obviously been injured some how, pulling the cap off and drinking it as slowly as he can. He wants to guzzle it, but he knows better than to ignore Yukio's warning on that.
Once he was sitting, he watched Yukio with his bag, nearly missing the glint of metal in it.]
... Y'found your guns?