[Kyna just nods, reaching up to smooth his hair down, though that's much more difficult with her hands bound together. When she sits, she takes his hand, kissing his knuckles softly. Emily said he would be fine, but Kyna can't imagine how. This must have been what Carolina was talking about when she told him about being shot in the throat, and she said he'd be okay, too, but Kyna's eyes keep catching on the tube snaking down his throat, and all she can feel is panic.
She sniffles, trying in vain to keep her voice from trembling, but she can't bring herself to look up at Emily when she finally speaks up.]
What are you going to do? Just... wait for him to wake up?
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She sniffles, trying in vain to keep her voice from trembling, but she can't bring herself to look up at Emily when she finally speaks up.]
What are you going to do? Just... wait for him to wake up?