[It's probably good for his already faltering mental state that he doesn't manage to push Nosh off of him. Rin-esque strength is not something that Yukio could cope with acquiring right now.
As soon as the weight is lifted, he pushes himself off the ground, onto his knees and then standing. He holds his broken arm closer to his body, instinctively protecting it as it throbs with renewed pain. His breath still hisses between his teeth as he clenches his jaw hard enough to hurt, but he can't let himself make a sound right now. His eyes burn with the dust and the smoke and he grabs his glasses roughly back from Rin, inspecting the frames and lenses with abrupt movements. His hands shake.]
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As soon as the weight is lifted, he pushes himself off the ground, onto his knees and then standing. He holds his broken arm closer to his body, instinctively protecting it as it throbs with renewed pain. His breath still hisses between his teeth as he clenches his jaw hard enough to hurt, but he can't let himself make a sound right now. His eyes burn with the dust and the smoke and he grabs his glasses roughly back from Rin, inspecting the frames and lenses with abrupt movements. His hands shake.]