[ thomas was on his way to the door when it happened. his legs had buckled and he'd dropped, just like that, legs useless. he doesn't understand it. in the time it took william to get here he'd dragged himself over to the bed, hauled himself up. it'd be a lie if he said he hadn't pinched himself a few times, just trying to get the feeling back. ]
gathers it up gently no worries beeb
Hey. Hi.
[ voice a little strained. ]
Thanks. For coming.