[ He has just a brief moment to feel a bit hurt by that - he would have liked to have a glass with his father, after everything has calmed down - before the combined pain of his bone aches and his shoulders slam into him all at once. He gasps, expression gone deadly pale as it washes over him. Drowning him, threatening to blot him out -
It's only sheer stubbornness - and the thought of how much more this will hurt if he faints onto his shoulder - that keeps him upright. The gasping becomes gulps, slowly but surely finding his equilibrium. ]
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It's only sheer stubbornness - and the thought of how much more this will hurt if he faints onto his shoulder - that keeps him upright. The gasping becomes gulps, slowly but surely finding his equilibrium. ]