[ He's not sure if 'okay' is the right word to use. Might still need to evolve into a double-amputee, still on morphine to function, high chance the scrambling from Whatever Happened is permanent. One of these alone doesn't count; all three combined is a total loss.
But Alex looks like a wreck. Twenty wrecks. It's his usual panicked default state, but with this extra Ultra-Panic layered on top, like he expected to walk in on one more thing going wrong in his life. Or maybe that's just his natural state. Either way, he's not being another weight on top of the kid's shoulders. But lying, while possible, still feels viscerally wrong. Not a problem. Optimistic half-truths are always available for use. ]
I'm like a cockroach. Need more than that to kill me.
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But Alex looks like a wreck. Twenty wrecks. It's his usual panicked default state, but with this extra Ultra-Panic layered on top, like he expected to walk in on one more thing going wrong in his life. Or maybe that's just his natural state. Either way, he's not being another weight on top of the kid's shoulders. But lying, while possible, still feels viscerally wrong. Not a problem. Optimistic half-truths are always available for use. ]
I'm like a cockroach. Need more than that to kill me.