[Deep breaths. Right. He's been told this before, right? When he's had especially hard times, when it felt like he was drowning from the force of his own out of control emotions?]
[Chikusa tries to breathe in, and even what little air gets through his lungs feels like it's shaking him worse than an earthquake. Tears prick at the corner of his eyes.]
I can't- my heart won't stop-
[His hand reaches up, fingers curling harder into the front of his uniform- but not flesh and blood. Not yet.]
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[Chikusa tries to breathe in, and even what little air gets through his lungs feels like it's shaking him worse than an earthquake. Tears prick at the corner of his eyes.]
I can't- my heart won't stop-
[His hand reaches up, fingers curling harder into the front of his uniform- but not flesh and blood. Not yet.]