[He's just keeping his hands on her shoulders - reaching a hand to brush any leftover tears off of her face.]
You don't have to make the same choices every time, either. [an arrogant suggestion, though, isn't it?] I know the other group said that they- ... felt they had failed a test of some sort.
I just know in my head that I thought I heard something say that I'd made a decision.
[ okay, well, one of her hand descends from hugging molly to grab his hand and squeeze. he may not have actually died alone, but it sure must have felt that way. she doesn't know what to say outside of that small comfort. except. she does have a question. ]
... They seriously argued over it? [ jesus christ. ]
Look, I was very much dying at that point in time, but they certainly weren't paying me any mind in favor of the strange decision. Hells if I even know who ended up doing it. Screaming and blood at that point.
[She might have noticed that he's a little cold, and also definitely still wheezy, but. Hey, he's upright. He holds up his hands, bending them. The movement is a bit stuff and reluctant - almost like . . . rigor mortis, trying to set in.]
Not so bad. Nothing I haven't dealt with before. I do regularly bleed myself to do magic, you know.
Not by stabbing yourself directly in the stomach. [ there is a mild difference, but she seems satisfied after watching his hands for a bit, so she shrugs and answers: ] Just sore all over. And if I turn my head at all, I feel like I've been hit by a--
[ train is her go to, is the thing, but that's a bad metaphor because there's the sound of wheels and crunching still in her mind, so she blinks. ]
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You don't have to make the same choices every time, either. [an arrogant suggestion, though, isn't it?] I know the other group said that they- ... felt they had failed a test of some sort.
I just know in my head that I thought I heard something say that I'd made a decision.
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I didn't hear anything. I just... showed up back in the common room, alone. And all the adrenaline left me.
[ and the blood loss hit. it was fine. ]
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And then I was alone.
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... They seriously argued over it? [ jesus christ. ]
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a thing.]
Look, I was very much dying at that point in time, but they certainly weren't paying me any mind in favor of the strange decision. Hells if I even know who ended up doing it. Screaming and blood at that point.
[...]
Not sure I trust those two very much.
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Gojou at least came in to help us at first, but... Same. [ especially? with? no, let ME kill him? jesus. ] Douman's so creepy, too.
[ she might have shot them but they should have considered not being crazy? grace clearly did nothing wrong ]
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[is that all the thoughts you have on that mollymauk.]
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[ fukuda......... ]
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[fukuda................]
... I really am glad you're alright.
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... I'm glad, too. [ and then she winks: ] That I'm alright.
[ clearly she never worried about molly and that's why she's still clinging to him!!!! worriedly!!!!! but more seriously: ]
How's the pain? I know there's side effects to these things...
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Not so bad. Nothing I haven't dealt with before. I do regularly bleed myself to do magic, you know.
[so that explains all the scars, then.]
Your effects?
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[ train is her go to, is the thing, but that's a bad metaphor because there's the sound of wheels and crunching still in her mind, so she blinks. ]
You get it.