[Sharky's got a towel, and he's got a plan, and... that plan is starting to feel like a bad one, because they're going to have to move Pratt down to the infirmary and the more he moves, the more the knife jostles, and he really just wants to pull the fuckin' thing out and be done with it but that will just lead to a bleed-out and if Pratt's already been murdered once, Sharky really doesn't want to be the guy who accidentally murks him a second time!
He really wishes Rook were here. The good version of 'em, though, not, like, the one with the mask and the selective mutism.]
Fffuck. Buddy, I appreciate your apology and I'm, like, super down to accept it, but we gotta deal with the knife in your back. You're literally going to bleed out all over again if we don't. So I'm gonna get you up to your feet and we're gonna get you down there, okay?
[His tone is the same firm kind he'd use whenever Hurk started to come down in the bunker, sobbing and talkin' about how shitty his life was. It may or may not also be the voice he used to use whenever coaching someone through a drunk order at the McDonald's drive-thru.]
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He really wishes Rook were here. The good version of 'em, though, not, like, the one with the mask and the selective mutism.]
Fffuck. Buddy, I appreciate your apology and I'm, like, super down to accept it, but we gotta deal with the knife in your back. You're literally going to bleed out all over again if we don't. So I'm gonna get you up to your feet and we're gonna get you down there, okay?
[His tone is the same firm kind he'd use whenever Hurk started to come down in the bunker, sobbing and talkin' about how shitty his life was. It may or may not also be the voice he used to use whenever coaching someone through a drunk order at the McDonald's drive-thru.]