[Aki dry heaves twice more—fortunately ('''fortunately'''), there's nothing to come up—before he gets it together enough to stare at whoever's talking to him.
There's a long pause. He wavers, eyes darting shakily to the side. Finally, his mouth sets and he wills himself to focus.]
Stress. [It's decisive enough.] How the hell— [am I alive? he wants to finish, but abruptly changes tracks.] Who are you?
that works! i wasn't sure where to put him tbh bc [vague canon noises]
There's a long pause. He wavers, eyes darting shakily to the side. Finally, his mouth sets and he wills himself to focus.]
Stress. [It's decisive enough.] How the hell— [am I alive? he wants to finish, but abruptly changes tracks.] Who are you?