A's mouth works silently, and he takes several gasping, gulping breaths, ragged and ugly-sounding. He keeps his eyes fixed on L (blood blood it's all over him I'll never escape the blood, never be clean, never never) but lets his hands rest in Mello's, hearing his words as if from a long ways off, and he tries to breathe in as he's told, but the breath stalls and stutters in his throat.
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