☞ ᜰ id. @ultimaztec ! ──
* a light stir was elicited in reaction upon hearing him enter & speak, eyes tiredly opening whilst a small groan slipped past his lips. it took a moment for the male to sit up, struggling in the process as he clutched the blanket he kept wrapped around his body close. he didn’t know why he still wore it, no matter how much he waited, it wasn’t going to warm him up — he supposed he just found comfort in it * but kars . . * came his words, almost coming out like a whine as he stared at the other, his sight adjusted to the darkness & being able to completely make out his shape. the thought of being able to eat made his empty stomach twist in knots, eyes squinting in discomfort at the feeling as one of his hands from underneath his cover went to clutch at it. it sounded nice, being able to eat something after awhile, but kira was ultimately conflicted * i - i don’t know if i can . . — * he started, cut off by another dull pang from his body, hunching over a little as he exhaled sharply. it was quite the predicament he found himself in: if it were normal food, kira would have eaten a long time ago, but — * i - i don’t think i can eat . . . a person. it isn’t — . . * normal. he wanted to say that, but he knew he couldn’t — nothing about him was normal anymore, it would be hypocritical. despite that, he still found himself trying to act as though nothing as changed in the slightest. the mere idea of eating something made him cringe, shaking his head in protest * i can’t do it — . .