It gets worse before it gets better, hyperventilation setting off another coughing fit, and he chokes on flowers for far too long, spits out blood and clumped petals for what feels like forever. His vision goes grey around the edges, exhaustion threatening to take over but he can't pass out right now, he can't, no matter how much his body is trying to.

Eventually (how long has it been? hours? a few minutes?) Ginko says something and it takes a second to process but then Yukio nods.