[Hajime hums quietly and flexes the fingers of his free hand. The numbness comes and goes; he understands the residual effects of that virus, or experiment, or whatever the hell that was supposed to be.
But there's nothing they can really do about it except keep trying to push on. So he just nods and squeezes her hand briefly with his own.]
I know you will... just don't push yourself too hard, okay? I don't mind walking you back.
[Sitting on the hard metal decking probably isn't the most comfortable spot, anyway.]
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But there's nothing they can really do about it except keep trying to push on. So he just nods and squeezes her hand briefly with his own.]
I know you will... just don't push yourself too hard, okay? I don't mind walking you back.
[Sitting on the hard metal decking probably isn't the most comfortable spot, anyway.]