[He leans against her, anyway, ignoring the resultant pain in his shoulder. It's in moments like these that it really comes into focus how small and almost frail he is.]
Sorry, kid... happ'n'z'a'lot.... Wishyou... din'aveto... see this....
[Even with the pain of his injuries, he wants nothing more than to lie down and sleep. He's... so very tired.
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Sorry, kid... happ'n'z'a'lot.... Wishyou... din'aveto... see this....
[Even with the pain of his injuries, he wants nothing more than to lie down and sleep. He's... so very tired.
Can't do that, though.]
Helmmee up... godda gohome....