[nehan wheezes out a sound that could only be laughter, even if it's faint, and he cuts it short. but still, laughter, full of pain. he's been denied death this time around, and that hurts.
still, he turns his face into venti and looks up, seeing the streaks tears have made on his cheeks, and reaches up with a shaky hand to wipe them away.]
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still, he turns his face into venti and looks up, seeing the streaks tears have made on his cheeks, and reaches up with a shaky hand to wipe them away.]
Are you... all right?