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[The image is just static for a long moment before it abruptly clears to show Sorata, looking... somewhat worse for wear, leaning against a wall, head bowed and eyes closed. He doesn't seem interested in checking if the recording is on or not-in fact, he'd been aiming for voice, not video-and rubs his cheek with his bad hand, leaving a smear of blood. His voice is strained, but not nearly as weak as you might expect.]
Guy was fightin' and not doing well, so I put it up. Was okay for a few hours, but I got hurt. Had to let it down. The monster's prob'ly escaped. Sorry.
[He drops the communicator and it bounces and clatters to the pavement, showing him sideways and crooked. His shoulder and leg are bloodiest, his jeans and hoodie soaked through, but, hands free, he seems more concerned with applying pressure to his stomach.]
...Guess I could use a doctor, huh..? [He seems to be talking to himself. He tries to laugh and doesn't quite make it. The video ends.]
Guy was fightin' and not doing well, so I put it up. Was okay for a few hours, but I got hurt. Had to let it down. The monster's prob'ly escaped. Sorry.
[He drops the communicator and it bounces and clatters to the pavement, showing him sideways and crooked. His shoulder and leg are bloodiest, his jeans and hoodie soaked through, but, hands free, he seems more concerned with applying pressure to his stomach.]
...Guess I could use a doctor, huh..? [He seems to be talking to himself. He tries to laugh and doesn't quite make it. The video ends.]