He felt the other come in behind him and move in beside him, leaning on the space near the skin, on the sink, something like that. All he noticed was he was close. He could take in the smell of Trauma more then blood now, and there was almost a warmth coming off the colder then normal guy near by. God... he felt pathetic for noticing all that.
He washed still, hearing Trauma talk. Telling him to stop. To Breath. "I know I don't... make things easy, but your not much better." He said, much more calm sounding, though also muffled because he was talking through the wash cloth a he tried to wash up.
"I am breathing." He said a moment later, more to remind himself to do the same thing.
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Date: 2014-09-13 07:17 am (UTC)He washed still, hearing Trauma talk. Telling him to stop. To Breath. "I know I don't... make things easy, but your not much better." He said, much more calm sounding, though also muffled because he was talking through the wash cloth a he tried to wash up.
"I am breathing." He said a moment later, more to remind himself to do the same thing.