[Atsushi is also stronger than he looks, at least to Heigo's eye - he practically drags Heigo up and away from the ring, and all this after providing the necessary tug to lift him to safety in the first place. To Heigo's credit, he does at least fumble to keep his feet moving in the right direction even if he can't really hold himself up to call it walking.

When they reach the locker room, Heigo sizes up his options for spots to collapse and chooses to lie across the length of a bench with his face turned to the ceiling. This is not the cleanest of rooms, definitely not somewhere he'd choose to recline so much of his body, but the floor looks infinitely worse and he hasn't yet got the stomach to check the showers.]

I'd say it was half peer pressure, half physical force. Maybe two-thirds physical force. [He pushes his bedraggled hair out of his face, then turns his head to look at Atsushi with a new sense of wonder.] ... you just saved my life. I don't know what to - is "thank you" enough to cover that?