[Yeah. And that's the problem, right there. Being under someone else's control is just about the most immoral thing that Ryuji could possibly imagine. The value of freedom? Making choices by yourself, for yourself, is the highest order of needs that a basic human being should be allowed. This place sucks. If someone can do this to him, he can only imagine what other things it's capable of- and to other people. He clenches his fist in anger.
But right now, that fury isn't going to do him any good. It's not going to get him off of his feet and start moving again, nor is it going to be any more meaningful than a kid kicking around in the sandbox over something that's out of his capability to change.
He only stops the tension that's rising in his body by that reaffirming, calming hand against his shoulder. It worked once to pull him out of this frenzy to begin with, and as it stands as an actual reminder that he has a friend in Yusuke, it works here, too. He looks up to see him, still there, still confident and it's just... well, it's calming in a way. They're both outcasts- they've both had to fight their demons. Because of that, they're linked together through this, thick and thin.
Ryuji probably doesn't say it enough, but Yusuke is a really good friend.]
I'll... uhm. I'll manage. [He gives a bite against his bottom lip and uses his weight up against the back of the wall to help jimmy himself upward. Pain immediately starts shooting up and down his hip, radiating down into his ankle, and he has to catch his breath for a moment, his arm looking to grab onto Yusuke's shoulder for a moment of support- which, honestly, he didn't want to be a burden to begin with.]
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But right now, that fury isn't going to do him any good. It's not going to get him off of his feet and start moving again, nor is it going to be any more meaningful than a kid kicking around in the sandbox over something that's out of his capability to change.
He only stops the tension that's rising in his body by that reaffirming, calming hand against his shoulder. It worked once to pull him out of this frenzy to begin with, and as it stands as an actual reminder that he has a friend in Yusuke, it works here, too. He looks up to see him, still there, still confident and it's just... well, it's calming in a way. They're both outcasts- they've both had to fight their demons. Because of that, they're linked together through this, thick and thin.
Ryuji probably doesn't say it enough, but Yusuke is a really good friend.]
I'll... uhm. I'll manage. [He gives a bite against his bottom lip and uses his weight up against the back of the wall to help jimmy himself upward. Pain immediately starts shooting up and down his hip, radiating down into his ankle, and he has to catch his breath for a moment, his arm looking to grab onto Yusuke's shoulder for a moment of support- which, honestly, he didn't want to be a burden to begin with.]
S-shit. I'm sorry. I can't even---