[ It hurts, but Alucard's hands are there. he can focus on them. It's only when Alucard's hand leaves his that he realises that he's still in his work clothes, and- shit. He doesn't like that one bit. He has rules about this sort of thing, and he's just broken them. But there are a few of the iron pills in his hand. They won't make him not feel like shit, but they'll keep him from becoming too faint when he gets out of bed and gets to work like he is totally going to. ]
I'll do better next time.
[ It's the wrong message to get from this, that he should keep trying to do things the same way and just not fuck up. He forces them down his throat, and it doesn't help in itself but it's practically routine by now. It's normal, and so the pain must be normal. All of this must be normal. ]
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I'll do better next time.
[ It's the wrong message to get from this, that he should keep trying to do things the same way and just not fuck up. He forces them down his throat, and it doesn't help in itself but it's practically routine by now. It's normal, and so the pain must be normal. All of this must be normal. ]
Water, please.