What if they-- what if the others... those-- things out there, what if they wake up...?
[ Ranboo is mumbling, half-conscious and terrified, and Charlie-- Charlie is... Ranboo can't see him, isn't sure just how badly he's hurt, but he's definitely injured.
Wrapping an arm around their aching ribs, Ranboo tries to pick himself up, breathing harsh through his bloodstained teeth as he slowly pushes himself to a sitting position. It hurts. What the hell did Hetch do to them? ]
Charlie-- Charlie, we gotta... we have to-- get out of here...
[ Ranboo's mind is still run ragged, their voice harsh and hoarse for their screaming and sobbing only moments before, but the sense of purpose at least gives them something to focus on, to push past what they just endured, at least for a moment. They feel extremely delicate, as if their bones are made of tissue paper, their nerves frayed and firing erratically, but there's a goal now.
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[ Ranboo is mumbling, half-conscious and terrified, and Charlie-- Charlie is... Ranboo can't see him, isn't sure just how badly he's hurt, but he's definitely injured.
Wrapping an arm around their aching ribs, Ranboo tries to pick himself up, breathing harsh through his bloodstained teeth as he slowly pushes himself to a sitting position. It hurts. What the hell did Hetch do to them? ]
Charlie-- Charlie, we gotta... we have to-- get out of here...
[ Ranboo's mind is still run ragged, their voice harsh and hoarse for their screaming and sobbing only moments before, but the sense of purpose at least gives them something to focus on, to push past what they just endured, at least for a moment. They feel extremely delicate, as if their bones are made of tissue paper, their nerves frayed and firing erratically, but there's a goal now.
He has to get up. They have to get out. ]