[ yeah!! he looks very skittish being in here. he's sitting down and recovering like he should, but there's a tension that says he'll bolt as soon as he feels ready to. ]
Seeing isn't the same as actually knowing what happened. Believe me, I live in a world where one thing can look and feel extremely different to another person.
WEEK 0 SUNDAY
[She's actually a little surprised? Especially remembering him beelining away from this place last time...]
Hey. Feeling better?
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... Yeah. Peachy.
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[A long pause, and then.]
Want me to get you out of here?
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Maybe it's better to keep me somewhere like this.
[ what ]
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[FURROWING HER EYEBROWS]
What do you mean by that?
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[This is about THAT, huh.]
[She walks up to him, pausing...]
[And then smacks him upside the head. Not too hard, but yeah.]
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I'm injured!
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Fuck you.
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[binCH]
Do you remember what happened.
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[But that's good! Probably.]
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[She folds her arms.]
Tell me what happened, Damien.
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[Her expression is stern.]
What. Happened.
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I tried to kill Riff. Had the chance, took it.
Didn't work.
[ he shrugs! ]
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Are you going to try again?
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Didn't exactly get to keep the gun.
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