[ for a moment, he really can't see anything else but her, like he simply doesn't want to, because it'd be easier if he could just lose himself in this, find a way to be with her again, instead of running around trying to abide by this deal he's made with the orbs, especially when he has no idea if it'll even work or whether he's just kidding himself.
he doesn't even immediately notice when someone trips over his leg, almost like his whole body's too numb to feel the nudge before they go stomping forward to maintain their balance.
it's only when he hears the soft whisper of his name, one that so rarely gets used that he's able to see past the haze of the high, turning his head to notice the familiar face kneeling near him, piecing it together. still, it's not like he could really bring himself together, body still a bit weak from the drug that he can't even swipe away the wet trail along his cheek from the fallen tear. ]
... hey. [ his voice is quiet, tired mostly, his gaze not entirely focused, like he's still almost looking past him. ]
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he doesn't even immediately notice when someone trips over his leg, almost like his whole body's too numb to feel the nudge before they go stomping forward to maintain their balance.
it's only when he hears the soft whisper of his name, one that so rarely gets used that he's able to see past the haze of the high, turning his head to notice the familiar face kneeling near him, piecing it together. still, it's not like he could really bring himself together, body still a bit weak from the drug that he can't even swipe away the wet trail along his cheek from the fallen tear. ]
... hey. [ his voice is quiet, tired mostly, his gaze not entirely focused, like he's still almost looking past him. ]