[Another pained groan leaves from him when he's ushered inside. The weight shifting off his feet to his lower body as he sits down hits him like a hot flare, burning through his body]
Fuuck. [It's awful. There just isn't a comfy way to sit. His breathing is ragged and pitiful as he watches Akira to shuffle around, gather the various items. He shakes his head a little at the question, struggling to keep his face as straight as possible.]
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Fuuck. [It's awful. There just isn't a comfy way to sit. His breathing is ragged and pitiful as he watches Akira to shuffle around, gather the various items. He shakes his head a little at the question, struggling to keep his face as straight as possible.]
Can't lift my arms. [a pause.] Painkillers?