[ it takes effort to respond, it takes too fucking long. his lungs heave for breath between wet, retching coughs, and every time his mouth tries to form a word, it's too thick with blood and spittle to hold. though choso remains on his feet, it takes an aching moment before he can pull himself upright.

Yuji's gotten more powerful, but is it his own strength at play here, or the Rift? ]

I khhhuh-- can't leave without you. I won't leave without you.

[ he has made it this far. he cannot give up now. he cannot go back without Yuji. he cannot leave his brother here in this wretched place, stuck with twisted-up people like Ratio and Silco. not even with Bakugo, not even with Ereshkigal.

another cough, another splatter of whatever was left in choso's stomach. ]

This is killing you, Yuji. This place will kill you; you have to come home.