Takes a second to take it in: Limp, splint, face and voice stretched the way they do. She's hurt. Takes a second more before the pieces slot together, and remind him what you do for that.
"Piss off," To the kindness holding her upright. Lazar wraps an arm under hers. Hauls. His own face pulls involuntary, all the juice sucked out past the wad of bandage — "You break it?"
The mummy rasps, and stretches out its cup again, pinky lifted accusatory at the line of arrivals. That's the living for you. No manners.
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Takes a second to take it in: Limp, splint, face and voice stretched the way they do. She's hurt. Takes a second more before the pieces slot together, and remind him what you do for that.
"Piss off," To the kindness holding her upright. Lazar wraps an arm under hers. Hauls. His own face pulls involuntary, all the juice sucked out past the wad of bandage — "You break it?"
The mummy rasps, and stretches out its cup again, pinky lifted accusatory at the line of arrivals. That's the living for you. No manners.