I'm fine. [Fugo bristles then ... softens, because as annoyed as he is about the whole situation he knows it's not fair to direct it at Kakyoin, and reaches up for the coffee. Whatever happens, he is apparently not getting up from the floor until he's had some coffee. He blows on the drink and, before taking a sip, amends his statement over the rim:] I'm just tired. And stuck.
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