Michael doesn't exactly completely focus on the leg, but he feels like he can drag his brain out of the submerged mire of heaviness to at least think about sand, the prosthetic, and Alex's muscles. It's a math problem, really, and it's better than sulking about Magnus.
"Yeah?" he asks, a bit wary, because it kind of sounds a little like Alex is humoring him. "You mean that? Or is it bullshit to make me feel better."
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Date: 2021-04-21 10:00 pm (UTC)"Yeah?" he asks, a bit wary, because it kind of sounds a little like Alex is humoring him. "You mean that? Or is it bullshit to make me feel better."