[ his eyes are still on the sandy ground, wincing with every step as he walks, the seawater relentless and giving him more reason to be in pain.
he doesn't take notice of anything until he realizes there's a light hush and he notices that people are looking at him. another wave of guilt hits and he wonders why Roxas is pointing, if he's saying that he should be taken away because he was why he fell or--
people are quick to get to him and he wonders if he's going to get escorted until people are asking him where he's hurt.
hurt?
confusion crosses his face and he raises his hands to about his chest, palms towards them, shaking them lightly. ]
No, I'm--
[ but it's hard to ignore bleeding fingernails on one hand while the other's fine, and they're quick to try and get him to sit down, fussing over him as well, though they're mostly chiding. ]
no subject
he doesn't take notice of anything until he realizes there's a light hush and he notices that people are looking at him. another wave of guilt hits and he wonders why Roxas is pointing, if he's saying that he should be taken away because he was why he fell or--
people are quick to get to him and he wonders if he's going to get escorted until people are asking him where he's hurt.
hurt?
confusion crosses his face and he raises his hands to about his chest, palms towards them, shaking them lightly. ]
No, I'm--
[ but it's hard to ignore bleeding fingernails on one hand while the other's fine, and they're quick to try and get him to sit down, fussing over him as well, though they're mostly chiding. ]