[Definitely not exaggerating. Considering how loud Ryuji is, his screaming from inside the enclosed space definitely depleted additional reserves of oxygen, making him light headed, which, of course led to heavier breathing and more panic. Which meant less oxygen. Thank god someone was in there with him, because if they weren't? Who would even come to his space funeral?
He looks out towards the hand outreaching from Hajime's body and takes it briskly, not caring one way or the other for aggressiveness or personal space, giving a bit of an emphatic shake.
Just a second ago, he was suspicious of the kid- hell, suspicious of everyone since how can you tell if someone among them didn't cause all this, but that earnest laughter tickles Ryuji into a small sense of trust. Nah. Can't be him. Probably not him.]
Hey, man. You don't think we like...
Y'know. Died or something, right? And this is where we woke up? I dunno about you, but I sure as hell don't remember signin' up for some space exploration shit.
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He looks out towards the hand outreaching from Hajime's body and takes it briskly, not caring one way or the other for aggressiveness or personal space, giving a bit of an emphatic shake.
Just a second ago, he was suspicious of the kid- hell, suspicious of everyone since how can you tell if someone among them didn't cause all this, but that earnest laughter tickles Ryuji into a small sense of trust. Nah. Can't be him. Probably not him.]
Hey, man. You don't think we like...
Y'know. Died or something, right? And this is where we woke up? I dunno about you, but I sure as hell don't remember signin' up for some space exploration shit.