[L's far from the door, and if he has to move, he would prefer it to be even further. That being said, he doesn't want to; he'd rather just remain in place, curled into his small fortress of bony angles. Now that the decision's been made and approved, he'd rather Cesar left him to lick his wounds and reflect on what his life has turned into, and how he's going to manage unraveling all of the knots and snags the doppelgangers have created.
He watches warily as Cesar approaches him, eyes lowering to the extended hand. It's more work for someone who's already at the point of exhaustion, and though he accepts the hand and notices a firmer grip, standing is still a lot of effort and he presses his back against the wall for support once he's on his feet. The effect is much like picking up a board lying on the ground and leaning it against another object, technically "righting" its position, but not changing the fact that it had no agency in the change. Like a board, he makes no move after being propped up, slipping his hands into his pockets and staring at the bottom edges of the room's duvet.
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He watches warily as Cesar approaches him, eyes lowering to the extended hand. It's more work for someone who's already at the point of exhaustion, and though he accepts the hand and notices a firmer grip, standing is still a lot of effort and he presses his back against the wall for support once he's on his feet. The effect is much like picking up a board lying on the ground and leaning it against another object, technically "righting" its position, but not changing the fact that it had no agency in the change. Like a board, he makes no move after being propped up, slipping his hands into his pockets and staring at the bottom edges of the room's duvet.