[Boys don't cry. Right... Asato hunches his shoulders defensively, rubbing the dirt and blood off his hands onto his pants. His voice is still all choked up and his eyes are watering, but he swallows back the actual sob that's threatening to follow the others, and wipes his eyes on his sleeve, and looks up at the other boy.]
T-thanks....
[He's helping, after all. Asato'd thought maybe he was going to be mad about the crying when he yelled, but he just looks worried. He must be really nice.
He sniffles, and tentatively starts to get up.]
... where are we?
[He wants to go home, but that's a baby kind of thing to say, and he's not gonna be a baby. Even if the tears are still threatening right behind his eyelids.]
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[Boys don't cry. Right... Asato hunches his shoulders defensively, rubbing the dirt and blood off his hands onto his pants. His voice is still all choked up and his eyes are watering, but he swallows back the actual sob that's threatening to follow the others, and wipes his eyes on his sleeve, and looks up at the other boy.]
T-thanks....
[He's helping, after all. Asato'd thought maybe he was going to be mad about the crying when he yelled, but he just looks worried. He must be really nice.
He sniffles, and tentatively starts to get up.]
... where are we?
[He wants to go home, but that's a baby kind of thing to say, and he's not gonna be a baby. Even if the tears are still threatening right behind his eyelids.]