[Wataru ignores his own injuries, brushes them off if asked, no matter how much pain he's in or how badly he just wants to sleep. The marks on Eichi distress him, and it starts to sap whatever reserves he was tapping to rescue his unitmate.
He keeps Eichi close, biting back tears again, real ones this time, until they emerge from the building. They're saved. They're free, and Wataru never wants to go through this again.
He helps carry Eichi to the helicopter, murmuring affirmations and comfort the whole way, heedless of Keito's orders. Once they're in the helicopter, his vision goes black, and he slumps against the paramedic inside.
When he wakes up in the hospital with a start, he isn't sure how much time has passed. He's not sure what day it is, or where he is other than a medical facility. But there's the outline of a guard in the doorway, and when he looks to his right, Eichi is in the next bed. Everything hurts, he's bandaged all over, but he's thankfully alive.]
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He keeps Eichi close, biting back tears again, real ones this time, until they emerge from the building. They're saved. They're free, and Wataru never wants to go through this again.
He helps carry Eichi to the helicopter, murmuring affirmations and comfort the whole way, heedless of Keito's orders. Once they're in the helicopter, his vision goes black, and he slumps against the paramedic inside.
When he wakes up in the hospital with a start, he isn't sure how much time has passed. He's not sure what day it is, or where he is other than a medical facility. But there's the outline of a guard in the doorway, and when he looks to his right, Eichi is in the next bed. Everything hurts, he's bandaged all over, but he's thankfully alive.]