[ He doesn't say anything, simply biting his lips to calm down the pain. He wants to vomit more than ever, and if he looks at his left hand, he's sure the sight will make him.
Tyr sits there. When he thinks of this, it really is his fault. He asked for her help, he let himself be weakened by the blastia, he ate the sedative, and he was stupid enough to think attacking Rita now was a good idea. ]
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Date: 2011-05-14 10:01 pm (UTC)Tyr sits there. When he thinks of this, it really is his fault. He asked for her help, he let himself be weakened by the blastia, he ate the sedative, and he was stupid enough to think attacking Rita now was a good idea. ]