[Dazai's voice makes Chuuya focus again. His voice sounds like relief, breaking through all the pain for a second, just for a second, and he focuses on only that. And to Chuuya's credit, he tries to listen. He's barely conscious, but he lifts his head to look at Dazai - he's never been so happy to see him - and tries his best to push himself to his feet. There's a groan that turns into a yell of pain before he collapses back down.
All that pain rushes back again.
He won't give up. He can't give up. It's never been in his vocabulary. He tries to use his ability to force himself upwards, but he barely has the strength to even reach for it. He's so close to just passing out. He wants to just pass out. He can't use his ability if he's passed out.]
So... sorry.
[It's an unnatural thing for them to say. But Chuuya can't get to his feet right now, and he has never allowed himself to be that weak.]
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All that pain rushes back again.
He won't give up. He can't give up. It's never been in his vocabulary. He tries to use his ability to force himself upwards, but he barely has the strength to even reach for it. He's so close to just passing out. He wants to just pass out. He can't use his ability if he's passed out.]
So... sorry.
[It's an unnatural thing for them to say. But Chuuya can't get to his feet right now, and he has never allowed himself to be that weak.]
Trying.