[ Still clutching that hand that he holds a little tighter now, Riku begins to shift some from his spot on the ground. ]
A hand... might be nice.
[ And, of course, he pushes himself up to get to his feet and finds that gravity seems to be against him in the moment, wobbling some before he reaches out with his other hand to steady himself against the wall; his lack of sleep on top of this little emotional outburst isn't exactly making any of this easier on an exhausted body. ]
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A hand... might be nice.
[ And, of course, he pushes himself up to get to his feet and finds that gravity seems to be against him in the moment, wobbling some before he reaches out with his other hand to steady himself against the wall; his lack of sleep on top of this little emotional outburst isn't exactly making any of this easier on an exhausted body. ]