It would have been laughter, maybe, if his side wasn't so frozen with drugs
that his diaphragm could move properly. Instead it came out as a snort.
"I've been worse."
He hadn't, but that didn't matter.
It was surprising how much his chest could hurt, even with all the
painkillers. And it had nothing to do with the wound in his side. He was a
little more out of it than he should have been, for this conversation - it
was a little harder to think straight than normal, but he was doing his
best.
He was doing his best, because damn this hurt like a son of a bitch.
He swallowed, trying to get any saliva into his bone dry throat.
"... I don't want to leave you alone," He finally managed to get out. "I
don't want to do that to you. I shouldn't have... I should have left it
where we were."
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It would have been laughter, maybe, if his side wasn't so frozen with drugs that his diaphragm could move properly. Instead it came out as a snort.
"I've been worse."
He hadn't, but that didn't matter.
It was surprising how much his chest could hurt, even with all the painkillers. And it had nothing to do with the wound in his side. He was a little more out of it than he should have been, for this conversation - it was a little harder to think straight than normal, but he was doing his best.
He was doing his best, because damn this hurt like a son of a bitch.
He swallowed, trying to get any saliva into his bone dry throat.
"... I don't want to leave you alone," He finally managed to get out. "I don't want to do that to you. I shouldn't have... I should have left it where we were."