You know what those drugs do better than any of us. It already takes incredible strength just to come back this far.....
[They had researched it together, after all--between Futaba and Makoto's expertise, even the drugs Joker was likely to be subjected to had been carefully studied and accounted for in their plans. The types, their typical dosages and at what point overdose became dangerous, their interactions, their effects, their side effects, any competing substances that might be able to inhibit them being processed..... All of them knew what a huge gamble they would be taking. And Akira had taken all that danger and risk upon his own shoulders without a second thought..... whether it had gone smoothly or ended like this, how could he ever doubt how strong and courageous he was? All of them owed him their lives countless times, now--it was a debt none of them would probably ever fully be able to repay.
Even in spite of all those deep thoughts, though, his appreciative purring (he really does sound just like an engine, even as a cat, doesn't he?) from all the gentle petting dissolves into a bewildered meow as Akira starts smooshing his face. Not even words of protest--just a meow as his front paws flail a little.]
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[They had researched it together, after all--between Futaba and Makoto's expertise, even the drugs Joker was likely to be subjected to had been carefully studied and accounted for in their plans. The types, their typical dosages and at what point overdose became dangerous, their interactions, their effects, their side effects, any competing substances that might be able to inhibit them being processed..... All of them knew what a huge gamble they would be taking. And Akira had taken all that danger and risk upon his own shoulders without a second thought..... whether it had gone smoothly or ended like this, how could he ever doubt how strong and courageous he was? All of them owed him their lives countless times, now--it was a debt none of them would probably ever fully be able to repay.
Even in spite of all those deep thoughts, though, his appreciative purring (he really does sound just like an engine, even as a cat, doesn't he?) from all the gentle petting dissolves into a bewildered meow as Akira starts smooshing his face. Not even words of protest--just a meow as his front paws flail a little.]
M-mrow?!