[ His stomach sinks a little when he feels your hand curl around his elbow, but he doesn't struggle or try to move away. His gaze follows yours, right down to what remains of his own injuries.
There's a smile in your direction now, a touch helpless, apologetic, and ashamed. In retrospect, he should have expected you to notice eventually, and zone in on them.]
Do you want specifics, or can I plead guilty to the charge of being a little too reckless?
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There's a smile in your direction now, a touch helpless, apologetic, and ashamed. In retrospect, he should have expected you to notice eventually, and zone in on them.]
Do you want specifics, or can I plead guilty to the charge of being a little too reckless?