[Falls back to silence, just opening, closing, and locking the door again as quickly as possible. And that's about where the composure ends. Somewhere on the way to the futon, the key's dropped to the floor lamely. Doesn't even notice he dropped it either. Instead all but collapses the moment he lays Thanatos on the futon, another chain of pained coughs coming out instead of breathing. But it's all right, because now he'll be okay. That's all that matters...]
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Date: 2009-03-23 08:13 am (UTC)