[Not so reluctant to speak, it didn't really occur to him that he ought to be. At least, not yet. Just flustered and upset and probably babbling (and maybe a little concussed.) She stops him short for a few seconds. Silent, he opened his mouth, but then thought better of it and shut it again. At least she seems to remember herself, if not him, and that manages to be a small comfort, but that would mean she couldn't remember anything that happened after they met in South Figaro and...]
[Well, no wonder she'd taken his weapons. Chest tight, he twists his wrists in his bonds, trying to loosen them enough to slip out.]
Look, the cave collapsed, and...I'll explain just let me- Celes you're hurt.
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[Well, no wonder she'd taken his weapons. Chest tight, he twists his wrists in his bonds, trying to loosen them enough to slip out.]
Look, the cave collapsed, and...I'll explain just let me- Celes you're hurt.