.15.

[outtawater]

[Voice]

[His communicator can be heard being dragged across a floor. There's wheezing in the background, but it seems muffled. There's a pause, then a clatter as Aqualad drops the comm on the floor. He lets out a frustrated grunt, tries again, and succeeds. The poor guy's voice voice is strained and raspy when he finally manages to talk.]

I-I can't

Comments

[prodigal_axe]

Kid.. I've still got some oxygen left. I'm gonna bring you some, alright?

[voice]

[outtawater]

Thanks. But. Water. N-need water every hour t-to breathe right.

[voice]

[prodigal_axe]

.. Jackie can make that, right? This'll help you some at least.

[voice]

[outtawater]

Y-yeah! I'm sure I'll be fine! Or at least alive, since my lungs will probably be bad after this. But alive is good!

[voice]

[prodigal_axe]

Just worry about right now. I'm sure you're gonna be fine, though.