[It doesn’t matter how he’s carried in a situation like this. As best as he can, Eichi keeps his eyes on their backs, and even the grasps from the side are ignored in favor of keeping their biggest weak point guarded. By the time they make it out... they’re truly free.
At least, it seems that way currently. Eichi doesn’t see or feel anymore, and Wataru looks fine from this angle, other than—]
You’re bleeding.
[Considerably, for some time now, if he has to judge the red he can peek on the back of his pant leg. Eichi covers a couple more coughs into Wataru’s shoulder, but taps him insistently to let him down.]
You’ve run far enough, so let me down and I can take a look.
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At least, it seems that way currently. Eichi doesn’t see or feel anymore, and Wataru looks fine from this angle, other than—]
You’re bleeding.
[Considerably, for some time now, if he has to judge the red he can peek on the back of his pant leg. Eichi covers a couple more coughs into Wataru’s shoulder, but taps him insistently to let him down.]
You’ve run far enough, so let me down and I can take a look.