[He flinches, sitting up straight quickly enough that he almost hits his head on the wall behind him. That it's Haru scolding him somehow hurts worse than if it were someone he didn't know well, and he tries to choke back a defensive snarl.
It doesn't work.]
I just want to be heard--
[Over the music, but even he knows that's stupid. Of course if they're being monitored, they can hear them over the music. Probably right through his communicator.
But he's tired, and his head was already aching even before he rammed it into the wall, and now his chest hurts, too, and he doesn't know why.]
RIP...
It doesn't work.]
I just want to be heard--
[Over the music, but even he knows that's stupid. Of course if they're being monitored, they can hear them over the music. Probably right through his communicator.
But he's tired, and his head was already aching even before he rammed it into the wall, and now his chest hurts, too, and he doesn't know why.]
Whatever. I don't owe you an explanation.