He nodded, to let her know he understood, but even the slight movement of his head to make the motion, made it feel like the entire room was spinning. But, he pushed through it. Watching her rise to her feet, he wanted to extend an arm to help her, but it took most of his energy just to get himself to a standing position. He leaned his shoulder against the wall, flexing the fingers of the hand that wasn’t pressed to his side before he reached out to grab her hand. His grip was secure, but it wasn’t tight, since he didn’t have the strength to squeeze much tighter, and he didn’t want to hurt her.
They both paused before they began to walk, or limp to the kitchen. There was a time when he allowed her to lean on him for support, even though the entire time he was trying not to fall over as well. They moved slowly, and carefully, until they finally reached their destination. It took only a few minutes, but it felt like hours. Amycus couldn’t even continue to try and stand up straight, and basically let his shoulder crash into the nearest wall, still holding onto his sister’s hand as he caught his breath. You would have thought the boy ran a mile, but no. He was exhausted because he moved from one room to the other. He tilted his head and rested his head against the wall, his features pale and drained. It wasn’t like she was perky and doing cartwheels either, though. No, they were both miserable, and bloody, and bruised, and tired. He just wanted some comfort, he just wanted to take something that would make him a little bit numb to the pain.
“What d-…do you need me to do?” He mumbled the words, the side of his forehead still against the wall, clearing his throat before he opened his eyes to look down at her before he moved his hand away from his side, seeing that his hand was now drenched with his own blood. He sighed before he put pressure on the wound again, wincing as he did so. He just needed to stop the bleeding for a while. That was really the injury that was making him so weak, because it was so deep. Not that other things weren’t helping with that, but once he got that taken care of, everything else should be uphill from there.
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