[ he gets it. he likes the feeling of being useful, sometimes, and - he remembers an incident not all that long ago, with his students pushing coffee into his hands, the way it helped him when almost nothing else did. he looks grateful when nameless returns, wrapping his hands around the cup and shifting a little to sit up, so he might drink it. ]
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Nameless, however, nods at the request and will be back shortly with some water.
He doesn't say anything more, because he's really not sure what to say. "Damn dude, you had a rough one" clearly isn't it (from Nameless).]
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How are you feeling?
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[It's the murder and the execution! It's hard to deal with!]