You... should not be here... [ It's probably a good thing Zelda has her hands on his face, but its clear that second here by the flick of his eyes to a side. Its a thin pained noise in his throat - although like she had mentioned, this is his dream and some of those splints and bandages on him are vanishing now that he's barely focusing on the fact that he can't do anything and more on trying to get Zelda to go. ]
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Shouldn't have friends.