[ The grip on Waver's arm is lax when it first happens, Natsuo unsure of what he's seeing, but— then it all slams into him at once and his grip tightens enough to hurt, nails digging into Waver's arm as he makes to pull back.
People. No longer people— but still people- breathing, living, hurting in a way he can only imagine it hurts. Everything else, he doesn't know what to think. His knees feel weak but his hold on Waver's arm more than makes up for it, as if the other man is the only reason he's still standing- if Waver falls, he will too. ]
What- [ His voice is dry, croaking, and he has to clear this throat before trying again ] What was that?
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People. No longer people— but still people- breathing, living, hurting in a way he can only imagine it hurts. Everything else, he doesn't know what to think. His knees feel weak but his hold on Waver's arm more than makes up for it, as if the other man is the only reason he's still standing- if Waver falls, he will too. ]
What- [ His voice is dry, croaking, and he has to clear this throat before trying again ] What was that?