You're going to reopen your injuries if you move too much.
[He says, urgently, though something about his voice quavers. He didn't intend to contact any of his friends for a little while, until he could sort through his thoughts on everything, so it all feels fresh and sharp and this woozy feeling doesn't help, he doesn't like being vulnerable.]
Hang on. [So he'll stand, even if he lurches briefly (nauseated), and opens his other eye as he leans closer. Okay. Stare away, Pekoyama. It's pretty apparent he can't focus it, but nothing else looks off.
However, quietly, as if to himself:] I think they've put something in it.
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[He says, urgently, though something about his voice quavers. He didn't intend to contact any of his friends for a little while, until he could sort through his thoughts on everything, so it all feels fresh and sharp and this woozy feeling doesn't help, he doesn't like being vulnerable.]
Hang on. [So he'll stand, even if he lurches briefly (nauseated), and opens his other eye as he leans closer. Okay. Stare away, Pekoyama. It's pretty apparent he can't focus it, but nothing else looks off.
However, quietly, as if to himself:] I think they've put something in it.