[ naegi doesn't resist when daisuke pulls him into a hug but he doesn't do anything to return it. his arms stand limply to his sides and his hands are balled up into fists. he's tense as he tries to hold back his tears, even though he already failed to keep a few from falling, and he doesn't trust himself to speak without his voice cracking. he can only nod in response to daisuke. maybe he does... need to take some time for himself, even if it seems selfish to do so. he definitely doesn't think he can be around daisuke right now, at least not without his guilt eating him alive. ]
[ he stays silent for a few seconds after daisuke finishes talking, trying to gather his composure. he's a mess right now, feeling a wide range of emotions from the obvious guilt to embarrassment (he's the older one, how is he being the one comforted over a mistake he made?), but he manages to at least pull himself together just enough to talk a bit. ]
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[ he stays silent for a few seconds after daisuke finishes talking, trying to gather his composure. he's a mess right now, feeling a wide range of emotions from the obvious guilt to embarrassment (he's the older one, how is he being the one comforted over a mistake he made?), but he manages to at least pull himself together just enough to talk a bit. ]
Let-- Let me call you an Uber. To the healer.
[ it's the least he can do ]