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"Think about it, Isiah. Denziens only had sex so they could get kids. Duploys only have sex so they can.. A, get free helpers, B, have some enjoyment, or C, raise up in rank over leaders. It's the same way everywhere."

Tsurai sighed, lunging his arm over to the soup and dragging it over to himself, staring at it when it got to his face.

Tsurai grunted and pushed himself up again, grabbing the can of soup.
"To you."

Tsurai drank the whole can and put it down, lying back on his side without saying anything else.

"Thanks for announcing it," Tsurai groaned, rolling his eyes.

"Fine, just... Do it quick." Tsurai put his forearm over his eyes.

Then a thought occurred to him. He hadn't gone to the bathroom in a ridiculously long amount of time.

Well. It had been coming out of his other hole, so maybe it was okay. Better not to worry about those types of things.

Tsurai still couldn't feel his right arm. It was probably gone, so the boy just rolled over onto it and sighed.

"Are we leaving at all, or are we sitting here all day?"

Maybe if Isiah forced him up, Tsurai could walk.

"No. I figured... Maybe if you just.. put me on my feet... I could walk on my own.." Tsurai said, looking at his feet.

He hadn't tried to move them, actually. He had only tried to get up.
Closing an eye he tried to wiggle his foot. Didn't move too much.

Bah, maybe it'd be better if there was some weight on it.

Tsurai hmphed in frustration.
"Fine."

The boy gave up on his legs, and started working on his right arm.
He still couldn't feel it, it was hanging limply, but Tsurai still wanted to try and ressurrect the thing anyway.

He didn't go through this much pain to lose his right arm. He liked his appendages. Especially his right arm.

The whole trip, regardless of how angry he got, he still tried to move his fingers. The whole situation was worse than his back.

Atleast, when Tsurai concentrated, he could feel what was on his back. It was like his right arm wasn't even there.

For five, long hours, Tsurai kept at the gruelling, futile task.
He couldn't feel his arm. He couldn't make any part of it move. And if he had, he wasn't looking, so he couldn't tell if he had moved it.

Finally, he shut his eyes and got to only trying to move it every ten minutes or so, giving up on the whole task while the sun rose higher and got hotter.

And Isiah started sweating like a horse. Tsurai just had to try and... Not say anything.

Tsurai frowned, feeling sorry for Isiah.
Isiah was the type of person, Tsurai guessed, that loved his car.

When he was put down, his legs couldn't take it, so Tsurai immediately crumpled to the ground. However, by some magical occurance, the boy was able to remain on one knee.

And with that.. Almost-height, not that Tsurai compared much to how tall Isiah was anyway, Tsurai grabbed Isiah's shirt and pulled the man down.

"Sit." He ordered, with a grunt.

"I think you've got heat exaustion."

Tsurai groaned.

"I hate it when you lie."

Tsurai reached over and started yanking at the duffelbag.

When he was able to get it, it was justa little too heavy for his knee, and he ended up falling over with a grumble.

What a great couple they made.

Grumbling, Tsurai very shakily, and very painfully-as one could tell from his face- got back up on that knee, and opened up the duffelbag.

The boy got the water out and put it on the ground nest to Isiah.

"Just drink it, will you? We've got.. Enough water in the soup to last if we run out."

Tsurai's knees began to shake as well, and Tsurai fell on his a**, using his arm to cross his legs behind the duffelbag.