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[commences]

( it runs through his mind of how akira can't let him die, and yet, had komaeda never entered that room in the first place... this wouldn't have happened. it settles in his mind, making itself a home there where it doesn't move from, and his lips purse into a straight line as he removes his hand from how fragile the piece is. part of him wants to smack rokkun's fingers away from it as well, but that'd be rude to an almost dying man, especially a dying man that he's assisting with amami to lower him onto the floor.

for someone who can sew, in a sense, is right.

he settles down onto his knees, just a small distance away from rokkun and akira, and his hands rest in his lap because he doesn't know where else to put them. komaeda pauses, his eyes glancing down at rokkun's face, before drifting towards amami next, and then finally towards akira's handiwork with his blood. he takes a steady breath to bring himself back to normal, closing his eyes to settle in the darkness before he slowly opens them. )

...Everything that happens here, are we all capable enough to keep it between us?

( it might be too much to ask, but it's something sensitive. a moment of weakness, this newfound information that comes from akira's abilities, and amami being witness to it all. he doesn't know if rokkun's conscious enough to understand what's happening at the moment, and he should know better than to talk considering his position. )

This sort of hope is a rare experience, we should truly be grateful to watch it flourish in this manner.

( his words say one thing, but the way his eyes glance off to the side says another. not the best way to go about it, but komaeda does it to make sense of it, accept it. though his luck was probably the cause of what happened, it's the only thing he has to mask everything so far. )

[sisters]

( oh, man, when amami tried to help, he was expecting this to be a matter of walking — bending down? while helping hold someone else's weight? that's a whole other matter entirely, especially as the adrenaline that had driven him through this situation begins to wear off, and a feeling like razor blades cutting their way out of his chest begins to settle in to replace it. what's he gonna do, though, say no? he spares a grimace towards akira, and bites his tongue, but it's with a pained expression and a shaky exhale as he helps lower rokkun onto the ground.

doubt flickers across his expression not at komaeda's initial request, which he'd more or less already decided for himself, and more upon the words that follow. amami's eyes shift to try to meet with the his but, upon failing to do so, he gives a short sigh, answering without hesitation. )

Don't worry — I won't say anything unnecessary.

( just what would he be accomplishing if he did... worrying rika? painting a target on the back of someone who he just watched save a life? there's really no reason for this to go beyond the four of them. )

But I do want some kind of explanation after all of this. ( after rokkun is safe, that is. )

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[ There's a rare rush of gratitude Akira feels for Komaeda when he asks to keep what happened a secret, but he can't help but flinch when Amami asks for an explanation. It's not like Akira owes them any explanation for the blood sewing, but if he were hard pressed to ask... especially when he too wants to know what happened to get to this point, when he was pulled out of his classroom to see Komaeda standing there and the indomitable Rokkun half collapsed and bleeding out.

Did Komaeda try to...? That doesn't make sense.

He finishes up what he's doing and breathes out, his blood patched onto another's body and leaves him pale and lightheaded, so he keeps sitting instead of getting back up onto his feet, nodding vaguely.

From the ground, Rokkun also makes some noncommittal groan, but its hard to tell whether that's one of consent or one of pain; patched skin saves a life but shredded flesh still hurts. ]

[commences]

( komaeda's not going to agree or deny akira's concerns or worries, all that he does is stare down at rokkun who seems to have difficulties speaking, or... he's just in pain. yeah, that's actually valid. they lift from him to akira, seeing as he stays in place as well, and as much as he's cut open his wrist to offer his blood to his friend... it must take a lot out of him mentally and physically. is he tired too? exhausted like everyone else?

it's not what he expected, but rokkun has mentioned briefly that akira was good at this sort of craft — not what komaeda was thinking, but it makes sense when it comes to those... creatures from the deathmatch, and one of them in the science club room. )

...

( there's not much komaeda needs at the moment when it comes to information, he knows where to find akira when the time comes — if there's a thought gnawing away at his curiosity, it is easy to bully it out of him. he contemplates what to do from here, and part of him thinks that he should wipe his hands against his pants, stand up and then to leave accordingly. he doesn't do good in this situations given the fact of how his personality is, how he acts, and how he wants to say something about hope to ease his own mind. besides, he's got confirmation on what amami's end, akira's silence speaks a lot, and rokkun's gurgles are ignored, unfortunately so he believes it's enough.

sorry amami, you're the voice for this thread. )

[sisters]

( he sees the flinch, watching akira closely with sharp eyes, but doesn't comment. he wants answers, but frankly, now isn't the time, and he knows that. more important right now is the state the two of them are in. )

Are you gonna be okay?

( collective "you," as his eyes glance between rokkun and akira. amami's pretty sure the anemia alone isn't going to kill him, but it can't be helping either, and his eyes flicker to the cuts he's used to patch rokkun up in the first place — making sure they've closed on their own as well. )

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[ They're going to be okay, yeah. Akira just needs a moment to catch his breath, and then— since Komaeda seems mentally checked out— asks Amami to help him carry Rokkun downstairs. By which I mean Amami has to carry him while Akira ???lifts Rokkun's feet or something, but at least it's just down one flight of stairs to the nurse's office so she can look at them all distraught, like "why did you bring him to me, he needs a hospital" she'll call for an ambulance herself

We'll all be fine. ]