[Lucky for her that she's found a man that's hard to give brain damage to, all things considered. Though utterly woozy when he cracks open his eyes to view the grey sky and Kimiko's face, he seems to at least focus on the single finger she's also holding up. A little bafflingly.
Then a little sarcastically, still mostly confused, but just instinctively-]
Four.
[Not helpful, sorry. He really does see one finger, but he can't help himself.
And if she's keen-eyed, it might be hard to miss the way a gash across his forehead, eking a small ribbon of blood, is slowly closing up on its own...]
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Then a little sarcastically, still mostly confused, but just instinctively-]
Four.
[Not helpful, sorry. He really does see one finger, but he can't help himself.
And if she's keen-eyed, it might be hard to miss the way a gash across his forehead, eking a small ribbon of blood, is slowly closing up on its own...]