[ Careful handling isn't what Endo anticipated; he's prepared to be more or less dragged upward and for it to hurt a lot. There's little reason for Accelerator to be kind; he's only doing this to assuage the moral imperative he's desperate to keep alive. So the difficulty, combined with pain, are all expected.
He does not expect Accelerators' arm to press against his ribs in such a rough, unconcerned fashion, though. It makes him jerk in response, on instinct rather than for self-preservation, and that of course makes everything hurt. His mind goes temporarily blank, and he thinks, for one terrible moment, that he's about to throw up, which is going to make everything hurt even more, becoming an awful cycle. But Accelerator is lucky that he doesn't — because it would've been aimed right at him.
As a result, he has to lean more on Accelerator than he originally planned. He was going to assist in his journey to the hospital, rather than overplaying his hand and risking getting dropped out of anger. But by the time they make it upright, Endo is recovering from feeling genuinely lightheaded. ]
Huh?
[ The response is delayed and confused. Then, keeping his breathing shallow: ]
Just leave me here. I'm —
[ Second-guessing this whole thing, he won't admit, even as he accidentally comes close to it. Pain is a hell of a drug. The mental fog of shock doesn't help. He really should — eat something? He still can't remember how to quickly overcome his sluggish state, which speaks volumes, because his memory is excellent.
But just then, he manages to go over the original question: ]
Oh. Yeah. The warehouse is a good place.
[ Unfortunately, the message gets a little mixed, because Endo means it's a good place to leave him so he never has to get up again. But it is true that it has power. Endo always looks into that when it comes to stuff like this. ]
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He does not expect Accelerators' arm to press against his ribs in such a rough, unconcerned fashion, though. It makes him jerk in response, on instinct rather than for self-preservation, and that of course makes everything hurt. His mind goes temporarily blank, and he thinks, for one terrible moment, that he's about to throw up, which is going to make everything hurt even more, becoming an awful cycle. But Accelerator is lucky that he doesn't — because it would've been aimed right at him.
As a result, he has to lean more on Accelerator than he originally planned. He was going to assist in his journey to the hospital, rather than overplaying his hand and risking getting dropped out of anger. But by the time they make it upright, Endo is recovering from feeling genuinely lightheaded. ]
Huh?
[ The response is delayed and confused. Then, keeping his breathing shallow: ]
Just leave me here. I'm —
[ Second-guessing this whole thing, he won't admit, even as he accidentally comes close to it. Pain is a hell of a drug. The mental fog of shock doesn't help. He really should — eat something? He still can't remember how to quickly overcome his sluggish state, which speaks volumes, because his memory is excellent.
But just then, he manages to go over the original question: ]
Oh. Yeah. The warehouse is a good place.
[ Unfortunately, the message gets a little mixed, because Endo means it's a good place to leave him so he never has to get up again. But it is true that it has power. Endo always looks into that when it comes to stuff like this. ]