( it's a touching effort that seoraj accepts in the spirit it was made, flattening against the wall as much as it's possible for him to do with the awkward burden of cage on his shoulders, throwing out the shape of them. somewhere in the back of his mind he's concerned about head injuries, and jostling, and making things worse-- but there's nothing he can do about that right now, and this is the only way to make damn sure that cage lives long enough for someone else to tsk over his haste and tell him all the ways he should've done it instead.
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they're so close. he stops breathing. )