[ Frank's voice sounds like it's getting further away. It can't be cause he knows that he's laying against him, half in his arms and half against his chest. His gloved fingers don't leave where they are tightly curled in the other man's sleeve, but it's getting harder for him to focus on everything around them.
He's trying to do what he's told. Focus. Keep his eyes closed. His face burns and his head hurts and his ears are clogged, everything still sounding a touch too far away. He's no good for Castle like this. He can't do his job if he has to keep his eyes closed. He can't do anything about that though, and that scares him more. ]
M'here. [ He says it, whispered and half-mumbled. He doesn't even realize that he's as close as he is to passing out until he does. ]
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He's trying to do what he's told. Focus. Keep his eyes closed. His face burns and his head hurts and his ears are clogged, everything still sounding a touch too far away. He's no good for Castle like this. He can't do his job if he has to keep his eyes closed. He can't do anything about that though, and that scares him more. ]
M'here. [ He says it, whispered and half-mumbled. He doesn't even realize that he's as close as he is to passing out until he does. ]