[Karamatsu edges closer to Ichimatsu as he takes the other's hand in his own- god, they're so thin now- and tries to very gently get him to sit up off of the wall. He'll carry him on his back if he has to, but they really...really don't have time. The faster they're heading home, the better.
He knows why he's being urgent, but his brain is violently rejecting that notion and substituting it as wanting to be there for his family to support them. Nothing more.]
He's...he's sick.
[Karamatsu repeats himself, having to avert his gaze a little. It's not a lie, but he's way more than just sick and he knows it.]
I told Mother I would find you...bring you home with me.
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Date: 2016-08-12 05:57 am (UTC)He knows why he's being urgent, but his brain is violently rejecting that notion and substituting it as wanting to be there for his family to support them. Nothing more.]
He's...he's sick.
[Karamatsu repeats himself, having to avert his gaze a little. It's not a lie, but he's way more than just sick and he knows it.]
I told Mother I would find you...bring you home with me.