Well. That certainly gets his eyes widening. 12 hours?
"That long?" he says, pushing himself up onto his elbows and turning to face Yuugi. "Ridiculous, did they re-medicate me?"
He doesn't remember much about being medicated, but in fact, Yuugi would know that they had indeed medicated him once more, about 3 hours in, when his heartrate had spiked, not simply from anxiety, but from pain. Then, he'd slept through the rest of the day in relative peace.
The moral of the story was not to force yourself into an anxiety attack that makes you move your legs before they're ready to be moved.
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"That long?" he says, pushing himself up onto his elbows and turning to face Yuugi. "Ridiculous, did they re-medicate me?"
He doesn't remember much about being medicated, but in fact, Yuugi would know that they had indeed medicated him once more, about 3 hours in, when his heartrate had spiked, not simply from anxiety, but from pain. Then, he'd slept through the rest of the day in relative peace.
The moral of the story was not to force yourself into an anxiety attack that makes you move your legs before they're ready to be moved.