[He's right, Akira knows he's right. He can't just stay here on the ground, he's useless here on the ground, but suddenly getting up feels insurmountable. The lump is back in his throat and he feels an ache in his chest, one that he can't seem to banish.
He forces his eyes back to Dextera's face, and that helps, even if he looks as stricken as Akira does. His limbs feel heavy and his breaths are shaky as he forces himself up to his feet, turning to face Ouni instead.
He means to do something, to help, but instead all that comes out of him is:]
You don't even know if that will help!
[His voice full of more despair than he's ever wanted to show to the world.]
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He forces his eyes back to Dextera's face, and that helps, even if he looks as stricken as Akira does. His limbs feel heavy and his breaths are shaky as he forces himself up to his feet, turning to face Ouni instead.
He means to do something, to help, but instead all that comes out of him is:]
You don't even know if that will help!
[His voice full of more despair than he's ever wanted to show to the world.]