[just making sure to reinforce for you that hope is a terrible emotion to have

I mean... Finally, sometime in the early hours of the 97th day his breathing rhythm changes, sounding less painfully slow and more natural if one is listening. Eventually Kengo shifts on his own, eyes falling open as he slowly looks around. He's still mildly feverish, as he's been the whole time, but nothing as intense as when this all started.]




...dar..c?