[ His latest attempt to hit the lightswitch ends with his hands caught and held, and it takes him a moment to connect that sensation to the fact that he's hearing Alucard's voice. It's like thinking through waist-deep mud. ]
Concussed.
[ Slowly, slowly, the thought that would continue on from that occurs to him. ]
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Concussed.
[ Slowly, slowly, the thought that would continue on from that occurs to him. ]
-I... got you hit, didn't I?
[ He fucked up. He deserves this. ]