as shiox proves he's a drama whore yet again
Focus on breathing? Ryuuji may have a point, but it's bloody easier said than done. Still, Shiox gives a weak nod of his head, his eyes tightly closing as he fights to pull in an adequate breath. Come on, just... Again he gags, fresh blood forced up his throat, dribbling from his shivering lips. Heh... definitely... easier said than done, Ryuu....
The psychic's eyes close even tighter, his breaths gasping and short, his body again giving another hard shiver. Still... beneath the pain burning away in his chest, spreading through his stomach, and even out into his limbs, he can feel his brother's unique kokuei energy flowing into his frame, mixing with the healing warmth of Varada's energy already present. It's... it's calming, soothing to that pain tearing through his body—calming to that unease steadily rising up within. Hehe... gonna... happen anyway, but didn't... didn't want it to be today.... Weird that he can actually think that, but it's true.
He... he doesn't want to leave Varada. Doesn't want to leave his brother. His... his terrified brother. Terrified? Over... me? I....
He won't leave them. Not today, he.... "N-nn... heh... ha...."