[Katsuya makes a frustrated noise and leans back against the headboard of the pew, sighing heavily. He is nothing if not stubborn, and right now he wants to dig in his heels and say something noncommittal like "as well as can be expected," but he also knows a losing fight when he sees one and if Tim is really this determined to get a conversation out of him then there's really nothing he's going to get out of resisting it except a headache.]
Not well. [He scrubs his eyes, then adds, almost by way of reassurance:] Hanging in there.
no subject
Not well. [He scrubs his eyes, then adds, almost by way of reassurance:] Hanging in there.