[ THIS SOUNDS LIKE SUCH A NIGHTMARE HE'S SO CONFUSED like already from square one confused as shit. but he doesn't blame bixing for incoherence or stumbling. instead he just moves to rub the space between his shoulder blades. ]
Easy... easy, it's alright.
A breath... take a breath, slower this time. [ before you startle your ribs again... ]
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Easy... easy, it's alright.
A breath... take a breath, slower this time. [ before you startle your ribs again... ]