[ it takes a second, two, maybe even three for the world to refocus. it goes in slow motion at first--then everything seems crystal clear again. his head is pounding and his body feels sluggish. he doesn't feverish or beyond the point he can't move.
in fact, the moment that he feels her fingers through his hair? leon forces his eyes open to take in his surroundings. then he notices he's in her lap, and he can feel a rush of blood to his face.
oh, shit.
he tries to moves off her lap and push himself up. ]
S-sorry. [ he's gotta force himself not the be flustered. ] Guess I hit the limit, huh?
[ exhaustion, blood loss from injuries, probably a minor concussion to boot... ]
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in fact, the moment that he feels her fingers through his hair? leon forces his eyes open to take in his surroundings. then he notices he's in her lap, and he can feel a rush of blood to his face.
oh, shit.
he tries to moves off her lap and push himself up. ]
S-sorry. [ he's gotta force himself not the be flustered. ] Guess I hit the limit, huh?
[ exhaustion, blood loss from injuries, probably a minor concussion to boot... ]