The adrenalin from the encounter had begun to fade, leaving X's head thumping and his body jumpy, as though there were hundreds of needles poking into every limb at once, and the only way to shake them off was to move.
Too bad there was a fat chance of that.
His heart was hammering, his stomach clenched, and his head was spinning...
But his mind was calm.
Calm, and already thinking over what happened as he leaned against Harpuia for support.
Even though he was wounded, Harpuia refused to leave him behind. X somehow knew it would be the case, but with what they were up against, not leaving him was risky. What if the...patient...(patient. What the hell did Landel do here?! Why did he do this?! Anger coiled in his stomach, burning hot and refusing to leave at the simple thought of the man) had brushed off Zero's shots and headed straight for them as Harpuia had dragged him off? What if...
Well, whatever could have happened, it didn't, and X couldn't have been happier for that.
But his eyes still flicked to his companion's arm.
It was for reasons like these that he had hoped to grab some medical supplies while he was out. Admittedly, X didn't know much about human medical procedure, but there had to be something they could do for his arm, if only to just wrap it.
Much like what Harpuia had done for him the night before, when he was...more than a little reckless.
And you weren't a few minutes ago? Did you really think they would have let you act as bait? And did you really think you would have gotten away unscathed?
Not unscathed, but he wasn't made of glass, even with his leg. He could have at least distracted him until they were far enough away.
...
Though looking at Harpuia's arm, probably not.
"When we get to a safe place, we need to get him taken care of."
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The adrenalin from the encounter had begun to fade, leaving X's head thumping and his body jumpy, as though there were hundreds of needles poking into every limb at once, and the only way to shake them off was to move.
Too bad there was a fat chance of that.
His heart was hammering, his stomach clenched, and his head was spinning...
But his mind was calm.
Calm, and already thinking over what happened as he leaned against Harpuia for support.
Even though he was wounded, Harpuia refused to leave him behind. X somehow knew it would be the case, but with what they were up against, not leaving him was risky. What if the...patient...(patient. What the hell did Landel do here?! Why did he do this?! Anger coiled in his stomach, burning hot and refusing to leave at the simple thought of the man) had brushed off Zero's shots and headed straight for them as Harpuia had dragged him off? What if...
Well, whatever could have happened, it didn't, and X couldn't have been happier for that.
But his eyes still flicked to his companion's arm.
It was for reasons like these that he had hoped to grab some medical supplies while he was out. Admittedly, X didn't know much about human medical procedure, but there had to be something they could do for his arm, if only to just wrap it.
Much like what Harpuia had done for him the night before, when he was...more than a little reckless.
And you weren't a few minutes ago? Did you really think they would have let you act as bait? And did you really think you would have gotten away unscathed?
Not unscathed, but he wasn't made of glass, even with his leg. He could have at least distracted him until they were far enough away.
...
Though looking at Harpuia's arm, probably not.
"When we get to a safe place, we need to get him taken care of."