[Leaning is good. That's somewhere halfway in between upright and lying down, neither of which he wants to do right now. He doesn't trust the ground, it feels like it's trying to turn to water beneath his feet. Maybe it's melting into the snow outside. That might be okay, though. At least then it wouldn't be so hot.
He closes his eyes, which is also a bad idea, but he doesn't dare open them back up until this weight on his chest has cleared and he can take a deep breath again. He half-gasps half-coughs and manages a small nod.]
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He closes his eyes, which is also a bad idea, but he doesn't dare open them back up until this weight on his chest has cleared and he can take a deep breath again. He half-gasps half-coughs and manages a small nod.]