[He'd have to be reminded of that feeling of fearing death, he can't say he can legitimately even fake it anymore. However, seeing the look on the usually dour, sour, or snide guy's face was enough to at least concern him.
If he lost his brothers...
No, there's little point in imagining a scenario like that. He goes to where he's pointed, and sure enough, there lies the usually loud and showoffish brother, now being the quietest he's ever seen him.
He's lying in the position he'd asked Ichimatsu to put him in, and the first thing he does is put a hand over his mouth. He can feel the warm tickle of breath--so at least he's breathing. He goes about poking at him in various ways, checking his vitals and for signs of injury; silent as the grave during the entire process.
When he's done, he heaves out a quiet sigh.]
I'll be calling that ambulance. Figure you'll want to go with him.
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If he lost his brothers...
No, there's little point in imagining a scenario like that. He goes to where he's pointed, and sure enough, there lies the usually loud and showoffish brother, now being the quietest he's ever seen him.
He's lying in the position he'd asked Ichimatsu to put him in, and the first thing he does is put a hand over his mouth.
He can feel the warm tickle of breath--so at least he's breathing. He goes about poking at him in various ways, checking his vitals and for signs of injury; silent as the grave during the entire process.
When he's done, he heaves out a quiet sigh.]
I'll be calling that ambulance. Figure you'll want to go with him.