[He would have just continued laying there like a confused lump but he's pretty sure Sousei would drag him to his feet if he did for too long. For a moment he gapes up at him, still winded as ever, and rolls onto his side in an ungraceful heap as he tries to push to his feet and check himself over for serious injury. There seemed to only be bruises but he still felt dizzy.]
Sensei. What happened?
[If he could trust anyone to have good intel it was Sousei. He tries not to think too hard about seeing him with long hair again, instead running his hand through his own longer locks. He looked a bit older than what Sousei might remember of him back home and certainly he was more capable than he'd shown just then.]
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Sensei. What happened?
[If he could trust anyone to have good intel it was Sousei. He tries not to think too hard about seeing him with long hair again, instead running his hand through his own longer locks. He looked a bit older than what Sousei might remember of him back home and certainly he was more capable than he'd shown just then.]