[ He regrets every single step of every single decision that brought him to this moment, sitting cross-legged in the sand with half his face completely numb. This is like being at the dentist, only worse, because at least the dentist offered him a nice sugar-free candy after his appointment, and the guarantee that his face would, eventually, go back to normal.
Right now though, he's trapped on an alien planet with no guarantees and no medical care, drooling on himself and only able to control his own tongue through effort. Periodically, he whimpers, flexing his jaw. He's spent the last two hours like this, cheeks and jaw flushed and swollen.
He leans against Clara's shoulder, taking full advantage of the sympathy, and glaring bullets at Inui at every opportunity. ]
( closed. ) inui, clara, and a literal numbskull
Right now though, he's trapped on an alien planet with no guarantees and no medical care, drooling on himself and only able to control his own tongue through effort. Periodically, he whimpers, flexing his jaw. He's spent the last two hours like this, cheeks and jaw flushed and swollen.
He leans against Clara's shoulder, taking full advantage of the sympathy, and glaring bullets at Inui at every opportunity. ]