[Sonic can barely register anything going on, but his life feels like it's flashing before his eyes. All of his memories, his friends, even his enemies--memories that haven't even happened, daydreams of what could have been, flash. He doesn't want to die here, he has so much that he wants to do still. Maybe even in a better life, he and Metal could--
Sonic's eyes open, and though his vision is blurry, he sees the familiar glow of those red eyes staring down at him and his gaze is unfocused.]
M--Metal...?
[Sonic's brain feels heavy. He wants to sleep. He wants to shut his eyes so badly, but he knows if he does, he might not wake up again. He's in so much pain right now, and he barely can register the ice breaking around them both, but all of a sudden he feels cold metal bring him up from the ice, almost careful as he uses what bit of his strength that he has in order to hold onto Metal like a lifeline as the other hedgehog brings them back to civilization.
Sonic's barely holding onto consciousness by the time they get back, and Sonic's breathing is labored, but he is alive. Not really registering a whole lot due to the poison and pain, but he is very much alive and even though his grip shakes a bit and the small laugh he manages is punctuated with a wheeze, he's...]
...Glad you're okay.
[Sonic's grip starts to slack a bit, grip becoming weaker and shakier, but it's said with what little bit of Sonic's trademark spunk he's still got in him. But even then, he seems...happy, at least.]
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Sonic's eyes open, and though his vision is blurry, he sees the familiar glow of those red eyes staring down at him and his gaze is unfocused.]
M--Metal...?
[Sonic's brain feels heavy. He wants to sleep. He wants to shut his eyes so badly, but he knows if he does, he might not wake up again. He's in so much pain right now, and he barely can register the ice breaking around them both, but all of a sudden he feels cold metal bring him up from the ice, almost careful as he uses what bit of his strength that he has in order to hold onto Metal like a lifeline as the other hedgehog brings them back to civilization.
Sonic's barely holding onto consciousness by the time they get back, and Sonic's breathing is labored, but he is alive. Not really registering a whole lot due to the poison and pain, but he is very much alive and even though his grip shakes a bit and the small laugh he manages is punctuated with a wheeze, he's...]
...Glad you're okay.
[Sonic's grip starts to slack a bit, grip becoming weaker and shakier, but it's said with what little bit of Sonic's trademark spunk he's still got in him. But even then, he seems...happy, at least.]