[He hugs Karamatsu's hoodie to him and looks from it to the couch, his mouth gone too dry to actually ask if he should bring it or leave it, and just leaves it pressed to his chest with his arm curled around it. He manages well enough to stand and shuffle forward, but Karamatsu's arm as support is definitely appreciated.]
...how long was I out?
[His voice rasps, but he manages the question anyway, needing the distraction.]
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...how long was I out?
[His voice rasps, but he manages the question anyway, needing the distraction.]