Hajime. [He rolls onto his hands and swears when his right communicates pain. Yes, he broke it. He'll have to heal it.]
If you don't tell me where you are right now, I'll cheat and find you another way. ...after I heal this hand. [He really did break it, that wasn't memory talk. Komaeda cradles his right hand in his lap and begins to chant.
The formula flows up, clearly visible to Hinata. It's not the original. He's building the energy by focusing the energy of his emotions into rebuilding the memory of minutes ago. The ache, and the agony wash away like the tide being pulled away from the shore.]
...maybe that big hole in the ground, too. Ahhahaha, this is bad! Is that my blood?
[He's a bit loopy, but that's because he focused too much hope to counteract the despair and balance himself out. That and endorphins. Stop judging him.]
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If you don't tell me where you are right now, I'll cheat and find you another way. ...after I heal this hand. [He really did break it, that wasn't memory talk. Komaeda cradles his right hand in his lap and begins to chant.
The formula flows up, clearly visible to Hinata. It's not the original. He's building the energy by focusing the energy of his emotions into rebuilding the memory of minutes ago. The ache, and the agony wash away like the tide being pulled away from the shore.]
...maybe that big hole in the ground, too. Ahhahaha, this is bad! Is that my blood?
[He's a bit loopy, but that's because he focused too much hope to counteract the despair and balance himself out. That and endorphins. Stop judging him.]