[Who the hell is this kid?? He can't help but squint painfully at Kid past the blockade of his arms, swallowing thickly. Only one eye, but-- it's not that weird cultist scribble. Good.]
Doesn't.... doesn't fucking sound like you even could, does it? [The jeer is lost for how it's panted out, the redhead tipping his weight against the wall and screwing his eyes shut. Just a minute, he just needs a minute--]
itt: two suffering gunslingers
Doesn't.... doesn't fucking sound like you even could, does it? [The jeer is lost for how it's panted out, the redhead tipping his weight against the wall and screwing his eyes shut. Just a minute, he just needs a minute--]
Wh-- ghh, what the hell happened to you?