[Hong Kong nods, continuing to work. The words don't really help though he recognizes them all the same. Strong... Who's strong? This is so pathetic...]
I don't feel well...
[He doesn't say this for sympathy, but to explain as he stops after the first cut. He feels... really faint. Taking some deep breaths he tries to calm himself before re-threading and moving onto the next cut...]
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I don't feel well...
[He doesn't say this for sympathy, but to explain as he stops after the first cut. He feels... really faint. Taking some deep breaths he tries to calm himself before re-threading and moving onto the next cut...]