[action]
[ a stupid second where he doesn't think to look down, even though he knows Lelouch must be hurt or unconscious; another stupid second where he scans for blood, so carefully, as if he could possibly miss it. then Suzaku is chasing after her, and everything is very slow: he can't seem to catch up to her even though he is, of course, faster, and it takes him an eternity to kneel down and another eternity to find the pulsepoint in Lelouch's throat and a third eternity before that first faint throb beneath his fingertips means Lelouch is alive.
a flood of relief, and things seem to speed back up. he can think of things other than is-he-breathing-is-he-bleeding; he can be briefly incredulous that even an exhausted Lelouch could really fall asleep in the middle of the street. he can murmur, not as distantly: ] Did you know it was affecting him? [ and he can feel guilty, because he didn't ]