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[barelyjoyous]

[walking through some densely forested area near where they camped ... and there is a Suspicious Sound.]

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[meekly]

[his voice is now ragged and tears have stopped falling, but he keeps crying.]

[barelyjoyous]

[slams himself against the wall of whatever we were leaning against, rubs eyes]

[breathefire]

[reaches out to grab Florian by the wrist]

[meekly]

[just breathing heavily now, no more crying. twitches when connie takes his wrist, but doesn't acknowledge otherwise.]

[barelyjoyous]

[sits down— well, more like aims self at the ground and crashes, but the effect's the same.]

[breathefire]

[hugging and patting pochi, then, also watching to make sure Eziah doesn't break his face or anything]

[meekly]

[like coming out of a trance, twitches and seems to have at least some senses back.]

[into his shoulder:] Connie?

[barelyjoyous]

[don't mind me i'll just be muttering to myself and staring at my hands again]

[breathefire]

Yeah.

[pat. pat. watching irishfuck]

[meekly]

... my head hurts.

[barelyjoyous]

Sixty seconds.

[breathefire]

I know-- what?

[meekly]

[remains silent.]

[barelyjoyous]

It takes sixty seconds.

[sparks a little]

[breathefire]

[grip on flori tightens]

What takes sixty seconds?

[meekly]

[doesn't even really hear them talking]

[barelyjoyous]

For a kid to— Damn it.

[shakes head, rubs temples, I FED UP WITH THIS RAIN]

[breathefire]

[ugh petting the puppy]

Can I do anything?

[meekly]

I keep hearing things.

[barelyjoyous]

[staring at pochi.]

[breathefire]

There was something in the rain.

[meekly]

[disengages himself from connie, rubbing his eyes, still not quite totally there]

... yeah.

[barelyjoyous]

[gets to his feet, still shaking a little, but the rain's subsiding for now and his head isn't screaming at him anymore.]

[breathefire]

Are you okay?

[meekly]

[pushing wet hair out of his face, trying to focus his eyes.]