[He doesn't pull away from her; he's a little shaky all over again thanks to retreating into his own head, even if the adrenaline from the injuries themselves is gone. It's a strain to acknowledge his own request now that she's answered it, and he can't help but think about how pathetic he is as he replies. His throat almost closes around it.]
... thanks.
[He's still not really looking at her, but it's something. The faster they get out of here, the better.]
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[He doesn't pull away from her; he's a little shaky all over again thanks to retreating into his own head, even if the adrenaline from the injuries themselves is gone. It's a strain to acknowledge his own request now that she's answered it, and he can't help but think about how pathetic he is as he replies. His throat almost closes around it.]
... thanks.
[He's still not really looking at her, but it's something. The faster they get out of here, the better.]