@saturnbled said: “How many fingers am I holding up?“ from silly little clown
angsty injury starters
“ Is this one of your pop quizzes? “
Sigma squeezes his eyes shut for a moment, despite how he hears Nikolai’s chatter - though if its CONCERNED or merely trying to get his ATTENTION, he can’t quite tell. He just needs a second to breathe and let his vision settle. Then everything will be okay. He counts back from five before allowing his eyes to flutter open again and meet Nikolai’s waiting face. Quite frankly, he’s rather surprised Nikolai waited and didn’t immediately bounce to another topic.
“ You’re holding up....." He hesitates a moment before speaking. “ Three fingers. “ It takes a moment when his vision still seems a bit blurry. But he can’t exactly be too surprised when a man practically twice his size had ran full force into him and knocked him over. For a moment he’d simply laid on the ground like a fallen bird, dazed until he’d snapped back and realized Nikolai was at his side. It was a complex mixture of comfort and LACK of it. The other was hardly the SANEST of the angels, but it was nice having a FAMILIAR face at his side.
He grimaces, slowly forcing himself to sit up even when the world spins for a moment, and then up onto his feet. He can do this. He’s fine. Although if Nikolai was asking.... A hand lifts up to try to feel his head, and his hand draws away to see blood coating his fingers. He blinks for a moment, staring at it before looking towards Nikolai and clearing his throat.
“ ...Can you get us out of here? “ He didn’t want to be the subject of the stares of the growing crowd. The blood could be dealt with after - it didn’t feel TOO bad at least, “











