( he's limp as wataru drags him upward, not yet unconscious but nearing it— though it's a little difficult dragging him up to the surface, with his wings heavy through the water.
when he does make it, though, he sputters and coughs violently, water spilling out from him— and though it seems only a trick of light at first given eichi's throat is clogged, after every cough there comes a choppy inhale, and with every inhale there's the faintest flicker in his chest. it's only when he seems to be breathing proper again, even if he isn't breathing well that there seems to be a sharp warmth in his chest, and a sudden lit flame— noticeably weak, however; much weaker than it had in the moments before it'd gone out underwater. )
—Am— Am I—?
( he doesn't know what he meant to say when he came to, but it definitely wasn't that. just. he was taken off-guard, he didn't expect praise after nearly— dying??? something?? god. he coughs again, the sharper shapes of wataru's face coming into view. bubbling, huh... )
... Mmmm... But still... If you put out my light, I don't know if I can recover from that...
( he's too tired to be upset, given everything. eichi fwumps against wataru, clinging to him tightly. affectionate, or—? )
... Wataruuu... I'm cold. Warm me up.
( sincerely said. he knows he needed to be cooled down, but the flame in his chest still seems weak, and his stomach, previously a warmer part of him, seems just as cool. granted, the rest of eichi, besides those two spots, is entirely cold— about what you'd expect from someone just dragged to the bottom of a saltwater tank. )
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when he does make it, though, he sputters and coughs violently, water spilling out from him— and though it seems only a trick of light at first given eichi's throat is clogged, after every cough there comes a choppy inhale, and with every inhale there's the faintest flicker in his chest. it's only when he seems to be breathing proper again, even if he isn't breathing well that there seems to be a sharp warmth in his chest, and a sudden lit flame— noticeably weak, however; much weaker than it had in the moments before it'd gone out underwater. )
—Am— Am I—?
( he doesn't know what he meant to say when he came to, but it definitely wasn't that. just. he was taken off-guard, he didn't expect praise after nearly— dying??? something?? god. he coughs again, the sharper shapes of wataru's face coming into view. bubbling, huh... )
... Mmmm... But still... If you put out my light, I don't know if I can recover from that...
( he's too tired to be upset, given everything. eichi fwumps against wataru, clinging to him tightly. affectionate, or—? )
... Wataruuu... I'm cold. Warm me up.
( sincerely said. he knows he needed to be cooled down, but the flame in his chest still seems weak, and his stomach, previously a warmer part of him, seems just as cool. granted, the rest of eichi, besides those two spots, is entirely cold— about what you'd expect from someone just dragged to the bottom of a saltwater tank. )