" that's none of your business. "
stern and straightforward. if she wants to trail behind them and intervene when things look like they're going awry, fine. but pocket doesn't owe her anything.
they glance at her hand that's still lingering closer to their face. there's ↠
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blah blah blah. two or three shallow scrapes is a better trade than their life─── and only one of them was her *accidental doing. the blood? not even theirs.
“̲ i wouldn't have to ⠀⠀𝓬͟o͟n͟t͟. ⠀⠀
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had she not intervened, they would've made a clean escape without the excess blood and wounds. now they were forced to sit through an awkward clean up.
" hard to watch where i'm going when the floor is covered with body parts. but i'll keep that in mind the next time you ↠
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what an awfully bitter way of thanking her. had she not been nearby, they would've ended up a slew of body parts instead. a scoff leaves her─── divots in their skin as she squeezes to ⠀⠀𝓬͟o͟n͟t͟. ⠀⠀
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" you're being too rough, "
or, maybe they're just averse to her touch, even when there is good intention behind it. they wince slightly when the cotton does make contact with the wound ; a hiss caught between teeth.
" i wouldn't be in this state if not for you. "
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dabbing a medicated wad of cotton across @frogsatchel's split cheek. or trying to, at least. with every missed attempt she grits her teeth a little harder.
“̲ quit moving around. ”̲
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