He lifted his chin a little, too weak to nod fully.
"....H-He planted the bombs-h-he's the r-reason-"
He didn't sound angry as much as he sounded-heartbroken-he sniffled a little
"Nhh-a-ah-"
It kinda hurt a little-y'know, spine.
"N-i-it's ok Ren-i-it's just a little sore is all...I-actually can't feel much at all-R-Ren....Ren w-why can't I feel my legs?"
He looked at him, panicked
"R-Ren..."
He was-EXTREMELY anxious-blackness was creeping up his fingertips as he gripped onto the sheets.
