[thom flinches pretty sharply when newt first touches and startles him, opening eyes he hadn't even realized he'd closed until now, and wow the flinching was a really bad idea, thom hadn't actually thought it was possible to be in any more pain but clearly he was wrong.
he groans weakly and tries to curl up into a protective ball, but newt's careful hand on his neck is genuinely more force than thom is currently capable of exerting, so that's a no go. he tries to nod in response to newt's question but all that really comes of that is his chin dropping slightly forward, so he forces himself to muster up a few words for the boy as well.] Yeah, I-- time. Just need... time. 'll heal.
[the problem was that he honestly had no idea how much time. he'd never been this hurt in his life, and his powers had already overloaded once today so he didn't exactly have a lot of spare energy to work with.
his eyes fall closed again without meaning to as peter gets to work on his shirt and starts asking his own questions. he wants to argue the hero thing, but aside from absolutely not having the energy to get into that right now, it's more than clear right now that thom is anything but hero material. he honestly should have learned his lesson after the hospital but ruth had given him some small measure of hope with her words and...
and clearly that was a mistake. the hope.] Back. [he offers peter weakly, after consulting his own powers to track down the most problematic spots because at this point he genuinely can't sort them out without it.]
R-ribs. Ankle? [he can feel a lot of blood in one of his shoes, anyway.]
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he groans weakly and tries to curl up into a protective ball, but newt's careful hand on his neck is genuinely more force than thom is currently capable of exerting, so that's a no go. he tries to nod in response to newt's question but all that really comes of that is his chin dropping slightly forward, so he forces himself to muster up a few words for the boy as well.] Yeah, I-- time. Just need... time. 'll heal.
[the problem was that he honestly had no idea how much time. he'd never been this hurt in his life, and his powers had already overloaded once today so he didn't exactly have a lot of spare energy to work with.
his eyes fall closed again without meaning to as peter gets to work on his shirt and starts asking his own questions. he wants to argue the hero thing, but aside from absolutely not having the energy to get into that right now, it's more than clear right now that thom is anything but hero material. he honestly should have learned his lesson after the hospital but ruth had given him some small measure of hope with her words and...
and clearly that was a mistake. the hope.] Back. [he offers peter weakly, after consulting his own powers to track down the most problematic spots because at this point he genuinely can't sort them out without it.]
R-ribs. Ankle? [he can feel a lot of blood in one of his shoes, anyway.]