...Yeah. I mean I'm not hurt, or... [ or dead, like Jericho is.
Or course he's alright.
He rests his hand on the body's covered shoulder, a gentle halfway pat that still feels days too late. Other than covering the face up with the cape and checking the injuries he hasn't done much but examine the scene. ]
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Or course he's alright.
He rests his hand on the body's covered shoulder, a gentle halfway pat that still feels days too late. Other than covering the face up with the cape and checking the injuries he hasn't done much but examine the scene. ]
I didn't want to move him yet.