[That laugh was something he cherished too. It was his, something he kept close to memory when he needed something to cling to and he rubs at Nicky's side on his way back up from the nook.
He's in the same shirt that Merrick stabbed him in, holes in the back and center of it and he hasn't bothered to change yet or go through the rest of his things.]
Something. If it has fuel in the tank.
[Joe had his own blade in the bedroom, and he hadn't bothered to grab it yet. One of them should at least be armed. After everything they'd been through, it was wise to stay prepared.]
Keep it. One of us should have something, and you're much easier on the eyes.
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He's in the same shirt that Merrick stabbed him in, holes in the back and center of it and he hasn't bothered to change yet or go through the rest of his things.]
Something. If it has fuel in the tank.
[Joe had his own blade in the bedroom, and he hadn't bothered to grab it yet. One of them should at least be armed. After everything they'd been through, it was wise to stay prepared.]
Keep it. One of us should have something, and you're much easier on the eyes.