[ He's... trying to hang on, at least, and attempting to get his focus back. She's in no condition to carry him, he knows, but won't be fighting it. They need to press on, somehow. ]
I'm—sorry, I... I had thought— [ gods, fuck, ow ] –that Clementine would be near...
[ she's used to Injuries, she guesses, probably more than he is. she can soldier on for a while. this is just karma for making blanca and wolf carry her everywhere? yeah. ]
Do you recognize these symbols? [ she asks, following the path of less cared for plants. she's keeping an eye out for anything out of place, too - the rooftop thing freaks her out for just a second, but she doesn't have time to stop. ]
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I'm—sorry, I... I had thought— [ gods, fuck, ow ] –that Clementine would be near...
[ NOT THIS ]
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[ she's used to Injuries, she guesses, probably more than he is. she can soldier on for a while. this is just karma for making blanca and wolf carry her everywhere? yeah. ]
Do you recognize these symbols? [ she asks, following the path of less cared for plants. she's keeping an eye out for anything out of place, too - the rooftop thing freaks her out for just a second, but she doesn't have time to stop. ]
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... Aye. [ He answers eventually, voice strained. ] One of the rooms—back in the hall. Someone had covered the walls in paper.