[Hizumi takes his hand readily enough, thanks to just how apparent it is that this is his Ayumu and there is nothing more he needs to worry about. He's shaky, but it's more from hunger than anything else.
He'd... really, seriously wanted to die again, huh? What a lot in life the Devil has, being consumed so easily and completely by despair.
He doesn't look too closely at Frisk's room. He'll have to at some point, there's no way they can leave it the way it is anymore, but... One step at a time. He's been deprived in a number of ways and he's not in any shape, physically or mentally, to deal with it right now.]
Would some food be alright?
[He's not starved at least. Ayumu had ensured there was food - it was Hizumi who chose at first to resist, only giving in and taking small bites here and there as the despair set in and it had become only too clear he wouldn't be able to get out. It's such a bizarre, disconcerting thing, to be able to trace that mindset so easily.]
cw: suicide
He'd... really, seriously wanted to die again, huh? What a lot in life the Devil has, being consumed so easily and completely by despair.
He doesn't look too closely at Frisk's room. He'll have to at some point, there's no way they can leave it the way it is anymore, but... One step at a time. He's been deprived in a number of ways and he's not in any shape, physically or mentally, to deal with it right now.]
Would some food be alright?
[He's not starved at least. Ayumu had ensured there was food - it was Hizumi who chose at first to resist, only giving in and taking small bites here and there as the despair set in and it had become only too clear he wouldn't be able to get out. It's such a bizarre, disconcerting thing, to be able to trace that mindset so easily.]