He felt Sephiroth touching his cuffed wrist, but it was feeling the key in the lock and the click of it opening that finally made him open his eyes. He stared at the silver-haired man listlessly, with vague disbelief. Then he nodded. There was nothing else to say. All he wanted was to be able to sit up, maybe even stand. Pulling his hand away slowly, he vaguely wondered if he might have forgotten how to.
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Date: 2011-06-20 08:21 am (UTC)