[There's an irritated noise he swallows down in his throat, doesn't dare let it out. He knows he's too tired to win this. Instead, he uses the energy to pull himself up to sit, head against Shiro's shoulder for a minute not even thinking.
Get his breath. Breathe.
Another minute working up to it and he carefully swings his feet to the floor to stand. A little shaky, but he makes it.]
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Get his breath. Breathe.
Another minute working up to it and he carefully swings his feet to the floor to stand. A little shaky, but he makes it.]
...Bathroom, right?