"I...I'm okay," Fuji rasped out to Kawamura with the same lower volume, but comforted by Kawamura's gentle hand and discretion more than he could ever put into words. He was a good friend. "Sorry to concern you."
The burn in his mouth and throat he could handle. The sting of humiliation, on the other hand... Fuji felt his strength returning purely on fury over his wounded pride, and a refusal to allow himself to look any weaker than he already did (never mind that he was already the only one to stay conscious through the drink). He would not allow himself to be a burden on the others.
He wiped his mouth on the back of his wrist and pushed himself back up to his feet.
"Thanks," he said to Niou as he accepted and pocketed the gum with no intention of chewing any-- at least not right now. He'd decide what to do with it later.
Tamagawa responded first to Sanada's orders with a squawked "Y-yes!", squatting just enough to scoop Marui off of Jackal (after relocating the bag to the ground beside them) into a bridal carry. Marui and Jackal had taught him so many things. He owed them both so much. He could only carry one of them, though. The least he could do was to do so with the utmost care.
Kaidoh's glare at Momoshiro could have burned through steel as he approached him. It took him a moment to school himself from the temptation to grab him up by the lapels and shake him through a barrage of yelling.
"You idiot. Look at the trouble you've caused." And he hefted Momoshiro over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. He'd never admit that there was never a question in his mind who he was going to carry back.
Echizen hesitated, seeing two problems with these instructions. "Um. There are two carcasses here."
"That last one is mine, Echizen." Fuji explained. "Right, Sanada-san?"
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The burn in his mouth and throat he could handle. The sting of humiliation, on the other hand... Fuji felt his strength returning purely on fury over his wounded pride, and a refusal to allow himself to look any weaker than he already did (never mind that he was already the only one to stay conscious through the drink). He would not allow himself to be a burden on the others.
He wiped his mouth on the back of his wrist and pushed himself back up to his feet.
"Thanks," he said to Niou as he accepted and pocketed the gum with no intention of chewing any-- at least not right now. He'd decide what to do with it later.
Tamagawa responded first to Sanada's orders with a squawked "Y-yes!", squatting just enough to scoop Marui off of Jackal (after relocating the bag to the ground beside them) into a bridal carry. Marui and Jackal had taught him so many things. He owed them both so much. He could only carry one of them, though. The least he could do was to do so with the utmost care.
Kaidoh's glare at Momoshiro could have burned through steel as he approached him. It took him a moment to school himself from the temptation to grab him up by the lapels and shake him through a barrage of yelling.
"You idiot. Look at the trouble you've caused." And he hefted Momoshiro over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. He'd never admit that there was never a question in his mind who he was going to carry back.
Echizen hesitated, seeing two problems with these instructions. "Um. There are two carcasses here."
"That last one is mine, Echizen." Fuji explained. "Right, Sanada-san?"