[The battery is loosely between his fingers for all of a few seconds before it's abruptly whisked away. Accelerator is left staring down at the charger, trying and failing and trying to process what just happened. Endo's hand, much like everything else, was a fractured mess and he's only just barely comprehending that those shapes formed a hand.
He can tell the battery is gone, at least. He can't see it anymore, and he can't feel it, so it's gone. The awareness that he needs it doesn't fade with it missing from his line of sight, since the necessity of it is practically burned into his brain. But getting from Point A (the battery is in the charger) to Point B (the battery back in his choker) is suddenly a lot more difficult.
The battery itself, outside of its small size and cube shape, is completely innocuous. Just a perfectly normal battery.
He looks up at Endo's voice finally grabs his attention. Not that he knows what he's saying, the worst are still all jumbled up, but with the battery gone any new sensory input is more likely to hold his focus. Looking over, everything is still unfocused, but after several moments of staring he recognizes the battery sitting there, on Endo's palm. It doesn't occur to him what might be going on, the connections aren't forming that will allow him to feel annoyed or suspicious. He just sees it and starts reaching again. Again it takes a few tries for him to get his fingers on the battery, his hand whacking against Endo's, but he manages it. And he lifts the battery —
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He can tell the battery is gone, at least. He can't see it anymore, and he can't feel it, so it's gone. The awareness that he needs it doesn't fade with it missing from his line of sight, since the necessity of it is practically burned into his brain. But getting from Point A (the battery is in the charger) to Point B (the battery back in his choker) is suddenly a lot more difficult.
The battery itself, outside of its small size and cube shape, is completely innocuous. Just a perfectly normal battery.
He looks up at Endo's voice finally grabs his attention. Not that he knows what he's saying, the worst are still all jumbled up, but with the battery gone any new sensory input is more likely to hold his focus. Looking over, everything is still unfocused, but after several moments of staring he recognizes the battery sitting there, on Endo's palm. It doesn't occur to him what might be going on, the connections aren't forming that will allow him to feel annoyed or suspicious. He just sees it and starts reaching again. Again it takes a few tries for him to get his fingers on the battery, his hand whacking against Endo's, but he manages it. And he lifts the battery —
Aaaand he drops it. Good job.]