[There's just a little strangled noise of frustration and he shifts like he's attempting to Hit This Man, which is of course quite difficult in their current position. Sometimes you just do shit, though. At least it's a very flimsy hit, considering he's both Trapped and Tired. On a wheezed-out breath:]
I don't care about that...
[TRULY HE DOES NOT GIVE A SINGLE SHIT ABOUT HIS OWN SELF. He doesn't care that he's safe - more than anything, he's just upset that he's too emotionally and physically drained to do anything useful about this.
...But it's nice. If he allowed himself even the smallest sliver of comfort, he could easily say that the gentle reassurance - the soft hand against his head, the kind words - are nice.
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I don't care about that...
[TRULY HE DOES NOT GIVE A SINGLE SHIT ABOUT HIS OWN SELF. He doesn't care that he's safe - more than anything, he's just upset that he's too emotionally and physically drained to do anything useful about this.
...But it's nice. If he allowed himself even the smallest sliver of comfort, he could easily say that the gentle reassurance - the soft hand against his head, the kind words - are nice.
It just upsets him more.]