[It is fixable? Hajime can't even begin to comprehend how something like this could be fixed. It's not like they can just put on spacesuits, push really hard, and get the station spinning again. They're not space-mechanics, they're just people! Sure, there are some fucking weirdos here, but--
Calm down. Breathe.
He takes a deep breath, closes his eyes for a moment to fight the vertigo of seeing the floor hovering well below his feet.
...The elevator?
It's such a normal concern that it almost makes him laugh.]
Maybe we should... try to see if we can find anyone else. Someone might be hurt.
[He awkwardly uses his hand to push off, trying to get some momentum built to head toward the observatory door. But he can't control it once he's in the air again, and he lets out a yelp as he hurtles... in the wrong direction, managing to twist ninety degrees away from the door and now helplessly floating away.]
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Calm down. Breathe.
He takes a deep breath, closes his eyes for a moment to fight the vertigo of seeing the floor hovering well below his feet.
...The elevator?
It's such a normal concern that it almost makes him laugh.]
Maybe we should... try to see if we can find anyone else. Someone might be hurt.
[He awkwardly uses his hand to push off, trying to get some momentum built to head toward the observatory door. But he can't control it once he's in the air again, and he lets out a yelp as he hurtles... in the wrong direction, managing to twist ninety degrees away from the door and now helplessly floating away.]
...Or we can just stay here.
[He meant to do that.]