[This is bad. Kija doesn't need to ask to know how bad: no need to trouble with a how-do-you-feel when Yoon's hand is livid with bruising and he is quite literally doubled over in pain; no need to ask the stranger when the worry on his face says it plainer than words ever could. This is what it's all about, this is what's at stake here: nothing less than life and death, or worse. This is serious, this is bad, this is what your words can cause and it is absolutely all his fault--
[And there is nothing, absolutely nothing that he can do.
[So, when the stranger reaches out his hand, Kija takes it. And it hurts - but it's good, because this pain he can handle.]
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[He doesn't even think about it.
[This is bad. Kija doesn't need to ask to know how bad: no need to trouble with a how-do-you-feel when Yoon's hand is livid with bruising and he is quite literally doubled over in pain; no need to ask the stranger when the worry on his face says it plainer than words ever could. This is what it's all about, this is what's at stake here: nothing less than life and death, or worse. This is serious, this is bad, this is what your words can cause and it is absolutely all his fault--
[And there is nothing, absolutely nothing that he can do.
[So, when the stranger reaches out his hand, Kija takes it. And it hurts - but it's good, because this pain he can handle.]