[ if evan wasn't making sure david didn't step in a trap he would almost certainly have lost a foot. last time, when it was evan, david was significantly more injured, but he'd at least had the luxury of sitting for a while to gather himself before heading out. he'll be embarrassed about it once the haze clears, on having to rely on evan to get him down here safely because he can't be trusted to do it himself, but at least right now he doesn't have the wherewithal to wonder why evan's helping him like this instead of seeing a job done and leaving david on his own. or killing him. ]
[ he leans against a workbench, becoming more aware of where his body hurts now the adrenaline's fading. he can feel the sting of slashes on his arm, blood cooling on the skin. when he looks down he can see where blood has seeped into his shirt, pulls it up under his chest to have a look, but there's really not much to glean from that. just a bleeding wound. luckily ("luckily") david at least has enough experience being stabbed by now to know it's not deep or serious on account of the fact he can still move without issue. ]
[ almost wishes there was an injury to be really concerned about though, something to focus on other than the fact he's stood here covered in his and another man's blood, wondering what that means. probably nothing, really. but when he glances over in the direction evan went, it does ring with some concern. that evan's probably one of the people he's most similar to here, and, well. look how being a murderer worked out for that miserable bastard. ]
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[ he leans against a workbench, becoming more aware of where his body hurts now the adrenaline's fading. he can feel the sting of slashes on his arm, blood cooling on the skin. when he looks down he can see where blood has seeped into his shirt, pulls it up under his chest to have a look, but there's really not much to glean from that. just a bleeding wound. luckily ("luckily") david at least has enough experience being stabbed by now to know it's not deep or serious on account of the fact he can still move without issue. ]
[ almost wishes there was an injury to be really concerned about though, something to focus on other than the fact he's stood here covered in his and another man's blood, wondering what that means. probably nothing, really. but when he glances over in the direction evan went, it does ring with some concern. that evan's probably one of the people he's most similar to here, and, well. look how being a murderer worked out for that miserable bastard. ]