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"Shut. Up." She said, his blood now all over her hands as she looked the arm over thoroughly |
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Gale mocked her silently, going casual when he looked back at her. |
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Kayla glared at him, her snappiness from her worry over him |
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Gale just chuckled, taking his arm from her grasp to look at it. That's when he realized the serousness of it and cringed, putting it back into her grasp. "Yeah now I see why you're like this about it," |
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"You don't listen to a word I say, do you? Shut. Up." She muttered, kissing his cheek |
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"Damn, okay." He says, going silent. |
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"Well I need to go to some sort of tiwn to get something for an infection bt other than that, i'm out." |
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Gale just nodded, wincing as he shifted. |
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"Do you think we can move soon?" She asked, her voice softer with worry |
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Gale managed to hear her question, it being faint within his mind. His head swam and his body was alight with a white hot burning pain, only moving to worsen tomorrow. The man had to process what she'd said, flicking his gaze off her as he tried to realize what the question was. "Maybe," Was all he croaked, clenching his jaw once more. |
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