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[Joshua snaps out of his droning and collapses onto the floor of his house, letting out a scream of shock and pain.  He tilts his head back and pants raggedly as his vision whites out, unable to think through the incredible amount of agony coursing through his body.  After several minutes pass, he manages to gather himself back together enough to

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[. . . and the day just got worse. Not that Joshua isn't happy to see Sanae, but he'd been hoping that Sanae wouldn't find out about this until after he's had a chance to deal with the pain and regain some of his dignity. Or until after his legs had healed. Or ever, really. He's not exactly in the mood to hear Sanae say 'I told you so' - not that he would have done anything different even if he did know what was coming

. . . maybe he can somehow pass his injuries off as being less severe than they really are. He manages to dredge up a smile from god knows where.]

If you keep staring, you're going to give me a complex~.

[Yeah, it's not really working.]

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[Yeah, he's expecting it - grateful for it, even. Amusement, he can handle, even mockery, but not pity. He's old enough and experienced enough to accept the consequences of his actions. He returns Sanae's raised eyebrow with a wry tone of his own.]

I don't see why. They were far more appealing than the rags we're being forced to wear now. [He sniffs.] They could have at least let me keep the clothes.