He sees her. It's only glimpses, as he fights his way back to consciousness. It's not enough for him to be aware of what's going on, to be able to process the logic of getting his teke field back up to see if that can help, or to patch his transuit.
It's only little fleeting moments -- and his brain doesn't even try to focus on anything else. It just...sees her. The only coherent thoughts that ever fight their way to the surface, are:
Fighting. For a world.
And for you.
That's the best his brain can kick out as the fight goes on, just completely unfocused admiration, and the vague thought that his chest feels far too hot.
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It's only little fleeting moments -- and his brain doesn't even try to focus on anything else. It just...sees her. The only coherent thoughts that ever fight their way to the surface, are:
Fighting. For a world.
And for you.
That's the best his brain can kick out as the fight goes on, just completely unfocused admiration, and the vague thought that his chest feels far too hot.