[Jun settles back as Falco goes up the stairs. He'll clean up the sludge later, when he's feeling like he can stand and kneel for a bit longer than he can now - or if he gets annoyed enough to just work through the pain. He stares up at the ceiling and tries to think about nothing.]

[He's not very successful. Instead he just thinks about the pain and the coldness he'd felt when he thought Falco had abandoned him. About how alone he'd felt. He's no stranger to depression or hallucinations, and he pushes both away at the moment. He can't deal with that shit right now. He doesn't have the mental space to be depressed or disturbed right now.]

[He watches Falco come back, his eyes tracking the other from behind his glasses. He keeps his mouth shut until Falco settles back into his spot - a spot that he's put a pillow down on, if only so the other doesn't end up sitting on the hard floor.]

.... I wouldn't have blamed you if you had abandoned me. I... you have a lot of other friends, right? So... so I'm not that important...

[He worries at his bottom lip for a moment before he speaks again.]

You're... it's... it's fine. It's in the past, anyway. Neither of us can change it.

[But then why does it hurt in a different way than his joints hurt?]

... I had a dream about you. I was chasing after you in the forest. ... But you kept running, and it was so dark I could barely see you. And... then I couldn't see you at all.

[He could end there, but he doesn't like to lie. That's not the end.]

And... then you were the bird-thing and you were chasing me. And on your back you had billions of lights... all the life signs of the people I.. killed. You caught up to me and grabbed me in your mouth, crushing me...

... I don't know how long I was in the dark for. It felt like forever before I woke up.

[He reaches out and puts a hand on the side of Falco's head, idly combing the other boy's hair with his fingers.]

... But you'd... you'd never do that to me...