[ drop a bloody pen so it rolls to the ground between them all and cough up blood before actually puking, mostly! sorry about that. it's the trauma. also because unlike the others he had not really been trying to stop his breathing before this (not that it would change anything), so. anyway, once that's done and he's left panting and shaking: ]
We need... to get out of here. [ they're dying. he's-- like, aware of it? they're hurt, injured and dying of poison, but yamato's clinging to the possibility of getting out somehow anyway. he can't just give up. he's not thinking about how he just stabbed three people with a pen and how he's relieved it was just a pen. ] Damn it!
[ he does not want to give up but he's also out of ideas. they're stuck and they've wasted so much time with whatever hellish hallucination those were, and now...
deliriously, he thinks taichi and beau are going to kill him. ]
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We need... to get out of here. [ they're dying. he's-- like, aware of it? they're hurt, injured and dying of poison, but yamato's clinging to the possibility of getting out somehow anyway. he can't just give up. he's not thinking about how he just stabbed three people with a pen and how he's relieved it was just a pen. ] Damn it!
[ he does not want to give up but he's also out of ideas. they're stuck and they've wasted so much time with whatever hellish hallucination those were, and now...
deliriously, he thinks taichi and beau are going to kill him. ]