Given that Jag was leaning on Val for balance, since his was currently completely shot, it was actually a very easy thing to do. He only just caught himself on the chair, frowning. "What the hell, Val?"
He didn't even notice that anything was different at first. He righted himself, frowning at Val, then only slowly lowered his gaze, finding that he couldn't meet his eyes as emotions pressed down on him. He sank into the chair, trying to get a handle on himself, and rubbed both hands over his face. Why did he suddenly feel this way? He'd been doing fine. He was fine. Well, apart from the neck injury.
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He didn't even notice that anything was different at first. He righted himself, frowning at Val, then only slowly lowered his gaze, finding that he couldn't meet his eyes as emotions pressed down on him. He sank into the chair, trying to get a handle on himself, and rubbed both hands over his face. Why did he suddenly feel this way? He'd been doing fine. He was fine. Well, apart from the neck injury.