No, it's good that she squeezes too hard, because Abby's muscle jumps under her touch; she looks, and falls silent abruptly.
Right. Right, that... yeah, all of that makes sense. It's certainly significant that she doesn't immediately try to argue against anything that Ellie has said, just opens her mouth and then closes it, once, twice. They haven't been on the same side like this, not for months, Abby wouldn't let them. Looks like they didn't forget how.
"Okay." She's breathing more evenly now, and the exhaustion hits like a tonne of bricks as the adrenaline fades, settling across her back and shoulders. Her arm aches, in a fucked up kind of sympathy.
She nods again and reaching up, wipes across her face. Feeling the tack of the drying blood makes her grimace and repeat, "Okay."
Silence. She sucks in a breath, and says, quieter, "Let's- get back, and find supplies. You might need a couple stitches."
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Right. Right, that... yeah, all of that makes sense. It's certainly significant that she doesn't immediately try to argue against anything that Ellie has said, just opens her mouth and then closes it, once, twice. They haven't been on the same side like this, not for months, Abby wouldn't let them. Looks like they didn't forget how.
"Okay." She's breathing more evenly now, and the exhaustion hits like a tonne of bricks as the adrenaline fades, settling across her back and shoulders. Her arm aches, in a fucked up kind of sympathy.
She nods again and reaching up, wipes across her face. Feeling the tack of the drying blood makes her grimace and repeat, "Okay."
Silence. She sucks in a breath, and says, quieter, "Let's- get back, and find supplies. You might need a couple stitches."