It was literally painful having to do what Conan said- to think. It shouldn't be so obvious on his face either how hard the task was, but it was plain as Ran's smile was cheery. Think. Logic. He had a concussion. It was a superstition that people shouldn't sleep while having a concussion, but why tempt fate? Also, if he slept, who would be keeping an eye on Conan who was also injured.
Whoa. How had he forgotten about that? He sat up and felt a jolt of guilt go through him. He was supposed to be taking care of his partner and here he was being so selfish about his own condition. "I'm sorry, Kudo-san." He reached out to rub his face to wake up more and was reminded of their cuff. He looked down at it, alarmed that he'd momentarily forgotten about it. He didn't forget things. He had an eidetic memory! (Well, except calling Conan by the right now, he forgot that sometimes).
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Date: 2019-02-07 07:34 pm (UTC)Whoa. How had he forgotten about that? He sat up and felt a jolt of guilt go through him. He was supposed to be taking care of his partner and here he was being so selfish about his own condition. "I'm sorry, Kudo-san." He reached out to rub his face to wake up more and was reminded of their cuff. He looked down at it, alarmed that he'd momentarily forgotten about it. He didn't forget things. He had an eidetic memory! (Well, except calling Conan by the right now, he forgot that sometimes).
"How are you feeling?"