..He was just.. unable to do anything.. everything he wanted to do.. was unable too.. there was the slightly moment though.. instead of walking,. What if he tried crawl-, no no.. the sand would burn his hand before he could do anything.. but maybe someone would see him by then..-?
He started sobbing-he couldn't help it-everything that was going on had gotten to him. He was curled up in a ball, weeping, head buried between his knees.
..He just felt hopeless.. but.. when he thought he should just roll back into the ocean.. abandon all he’s risked for.. he.. heard a voice.. it was a unfamiliar one, yes.. but.. it was a yell, asking if deku needed help..
