[ Meanwhile Arima will stagger to his feet, blood dripping from his wound all over the floor beneath him. Aside from looking pale he doesn't seem to really care about the fact that he was just stabbed. Outwardly of course, inwardly it's a whole different story. He knew his illness had taken its toll on his eye but were his reflexes beginning to deteriorate as well? He couldn't be too sure and the thought is lost as Haise speaks to him. ]
It's fine...
[ It's totally not fine. He could've destroyed that man in an instant but here he is the one bearing the brunt of the injury in that exchange. He might let out a deep breath as he tries to move over towards the wall, the blood is probably going to draw more attention to their location. ]
The sound might've caught the attention of more infected. [ Another sharp intake of breath. So this is what it felt like to be heavily injured? He could almost laugh at his mistake. Of all the things to land a hit on him. He really was losing his touch. ]
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It's fine...
[ It's totally not fine. He could've destroyed that man in an instant but here he is the one bearing the brunt of the injury in that exchange. He might let out a deep breath as he tries to move over towards the wall, the blood is probably going to draw more attention to their location. ]
The sound might've caught the attention of more infected. [ Another sharp intake of breath. So this is what it felt like to be heavily injured? He could almost laugh at his mistake. Of all the things to land a hit on him. He really was losing his touch. ]