[A GOOD SOFT LAD... suplexes him like an empty soda can
This is rough to watch, though. There's another second or two before Sakyou quietly lets his hand slip away, eying Luke with the same measure of concern. After a second, he offers a brief quirk of a smile, as though in attempt at reassuring.]
Something to worry about later, perhaps. Does your head hurt? Do you need to sit...?
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This is rough to watch, though. There's another second or two before Sakyou quietly lets his hand slip away, eying Luke with the same measure of concern. After a second, he offers a brief quirk of a smile, as though in attempt at reassuring.]
Something to worry about later, perhaps. Does your head hurt? Do you need to sit...?