[ he's usually fast, all reflexes (lightning reflexes not just limited to his hands in the cockpit), but he's still sluggish from being stunned. shoving her off was a lot. he couldn't sustain that kind of sudden movement long-term yet.
so his "escape" plan doesn't last very long. it doesn't take that much to stop him. there's the uncomfortable yet increasingly familiar feeling of her weight on top of him, and then searing pain from the pressure on his wound. his vision blacks out for a minute and he makes a mangled animal noise. he still tries to scramble for purchase away from her, smearing more blood on the ground from his hand. it feels shaky, he realizes. from all the blood loss and from the trauma of the injury itself, now that he can actually feel it.
he tries to yell "get off," but no words actually come out. only more pained noises instead. ]
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so his "escape" plan doesn't last very long. it doesn't take that much to stop him. there's the uncomfortable yet increasingly familiar feeling of her weight on top of him, and then searing pain from the pressure on his wound. his vision blacks out for a minute and he makes a mangled animal noise. he still tries to scramble for purchase away from her, smearing more blood on the ground from his hand. it feels shaky, he realizes. from all the blood loss and from the trauma of the injury itself, now that he can actually feel it.
he tries to yell "get off," but no words actually come out. only more pained noises instead. ]