[He pulls his blankets up closer to his chin, pressing his lips tightly together. He can pretend it's just to try to hold back another cough that shakes his shoulders, but that's not it.]
...I don't want to disappear.
[He can't help but say it aloud. Vanishing, disappearing, being erased; it claws at him in a way that hurts to even think about verbalizing, but he has to. Because if he says so, then surely, surely, he won't.
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[He pulls his blankets up closer to his chin, pressing his lips tightly together. He can pretend it's just to try to hold back another cough that shakes his shoulders, but that's not it.]
...I don't want to disappear.
[He can't help but say it aloud. Vanishing, disappearing, being erased; it claws at him in a way that hurts to even think about verbalizing, but he has to. Because if he says so, then surely, surely, he won't.
Good going, Dirk, he's Upset.]