[...He doesn't run, at least. He knows he wouldn't get far. Although he looks very much like he'd like to; it's become instinct.
And unconsciously, eyes widening as Link gestures, his hand moves to his own side - indeed, where Kanda had impaled him. So he does know... About that.
He quickly drops his hand when he realizes, shaking his head.]
I'm not hurt.
[ and after a pause, he decides that if he's going to talk, he may as well just cut to the chase, ] Link, what's the last thing you remember? From home?
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And unconsciously, eyes widening as Link gestures, his hand moves to his own side - indeed, where Kanda had impaled him. So he does know... About that.
He quickly drops his hand when he realizes, shaking his head.]
I'm not hurt.
[ and after a pause, he decides that if he's going to talk, he may as well just cut to the chase, ] Link, what's the last thing you remember? From home?