*Cesar's nose has dribbled blood down to his chin, and his hands tell a similar story. Cesar wipes his mouth, realizes he's just making more of a mess, and then stops.*
{No, it can't.}
*No sugar-coating. With the state they're both in, there's no point. L looks as though a strong breeze could knock him out of his chair, and the despair in his tone is worrying.*
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Date: 2015-04-04 06:23 am (UTC){No, it can't.}
*No sugar-coating. With the state they're both in, there's no point. L looks as though a strong breeze could knock him out of his chair, and the despair in his tone is worrying.*
{Are you alright?}