"Give Gade a hard time for me, though. Poor idiot doesn't even notice I haven't been as hard on him. He's too scared of me. Good. I'm not here to hold their hands, someone's gotta be the bad guy and it's me."
"It's always been us two. I hate that I'm stuck in this bed in the first place. Don't even get me started on Hank, you warned me that he was an idiot and I went and fell in love with him anyway." Doc pauses for a bit. "Don't mess with the A.O.F, keep that shit out my building."
βIβll stay the night, even a week or two β anything you need Iβm here.β His brother was his top priority.
β I suppose everythingβs catching up to you now. Ironic since youβre always treating Hank.β
"Beats me. I just feltβ off. Pretty soon I'm being told I'm having a stroke and they're bickering about calling you." He sighs. "I've always been the sicker one I guess, even now I can't keep a grip on my own health."
His hand reaches to his to take it gently , a frown traces his lips as he spoke .
β Iβm right here .β His grip didnβt soften .
β Howβd this happen ?β
"You're a good person, Frieren. Even if i had a book, I wouldn't be able to hold it with this temporary paralysis." He sounds tired and defeated. "I need to take better care of myself."
"I can't sit still, never been able to really." Doc reaches for his mask and remembers it's not on. "I want to do something. Anything. Laying in a cot and staring at stained ceiling tiles is going to drive me more insane than I already am."
He did it only because Kevin told him not to. He managed to get about halfway outside but he got too exhausted and just laid face down on the concrete half inside and half outside.
He's staring at @ABS0RBNC0DE. Bro looked at Kevin then back at Auditor. Bro doesn't speak or understand English right now, he's just saying incoherent shit in his native tongue. He reaches for his brother, his twin and very best friend from the beginning, with his one hand.