[ He's realizing where he is. His fingers are okay. He closes his eyes so he doesn't have to look at the scars, and drags in an unsteady breath, and then nods. It's weak, but it's there. He hears Alfie, he knows, he just - has to get there.
Another wheeze of a breath, and then he nods again, reaching up to run his hand through his hair and tangle it there, his free hand coming up to cover his mouth tightly. ]
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Another wheeze of a breath, and then he nods again, reaching up to run his hand through his hair and tangle it there, his free hand coming up to cover his mouth tightly. ]