"You wear yours so well... if only I could..." he mumbled, corner of his lips twitching. He had no doubt that the both of them had picked up new wounds that would scar, lines of healing that would mark the fall of their old lives. He didn't want to think about that part right now, afraid that he would fall apart all over again.
He actually clenched his teeth to prevent any worrying noises from leaving his throat. They had had their cry and while he knew that others would likely happen before they locked it all away, he didn't want to worry Gabe more than he already was. It was hard enough feeling how many wounds that he now carried, that Reyes was cleaning out, stitching up, and how he sometimes had to actually rouse himself up enough to help with bandaging even if it was little more than a shift in position.
Slowly, his eyes cracked open at the touch to his face, finding himself staring up at Reyes' exhausted looking face. He blinked twice as he tried to process the words and then he nodded his head when he did. His face would need stitches, even now, if he twitched his cheeks, blood would bead on the main scratched that luckily hadn't taken one of his eyes in the process.
"...Should I sit up?" He looked tiredly over at the bed where Gabe had once been leaning. It seemed so far away, so much effort to rise, and he wasn't certain either of them had it in them.
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Date: 2019-05-07 03:56 am (UTC)He actually clenched his teeth to prevent any worrying noises from leaving his throat. They had had their cry and while he knew that others would likely happen before they locked it all away, he didn't want to worry Gabe more than he already was. It was hard enough feeling how many wounds that he now carried, that Reyes was cleaning out, stitching up, and how he sometimes had to actually rouse himself up enough to help with bandaging even if it was little more than a shift in position.
Slowly, his eyes cracked open at the touch to his face, finding himself staring up at Reyes' exhausted looking face. He blinked twice as he tried to process the words and then he nodded his head when he did. His face would need stitches, even now, if he twitched his cheeks, blood would bead on the main scratched that luckily hadn't taken one of his eyes in the process.
"...Should I sit up?" He looked tiredly over at the bed where Gabe had once been leaning. It seemed so far away, so much effort to rise, and he wasn't certain either of them had it in them.