[Koumei was running with the eerie zen that comes upon a person after multiple days of restless sleep by this point in time-- and seeing everyone in Pride HQ deal with one problem or another was striking a chord within him that he couldn't just silence.
He had to help. Somehow.
It was why he found himself kneeling in front of the young man curled up on the floor like a small child and offering a hand:]
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He had to help. Somehow.
It was why he found himself kneeling in front of the young man curled up on the floor like a small child and offering a hand:]
Let's get you some place more comfortable, hm?