[Well, you don't have to tell him twice. Except... you do. Because there's an overwhelming urge, suddenly to put Al behind himself and defend him. House stamps down on that instinct. It's not natural, and it's ridiculous.]
I can't see it. And I'm only staying behind you until I can.
[House doesn't have long to wait for that. As soon as the creature is within striking range for them, he can see it. The transition is sudden and just as jarring as all the other times. This go around, though, he feels so very, very small, and that light is very, very high up.]
Jesus... Hit it. Hit its knees!
[The doctor darts forward, not following his own good advice and better sense, and tries to lunge for the thing's ankles, crouching low to avoid being hit. Why is he doing this? He's not a fighter. He hates this. This isn't right.]
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I can't see it. And I'm only staying behind you until I can.
[House doesn't have long to wait for that. As soon as the creature is within striking range for them, he can see it. The transition is sudden and just as jarring as all the other times. This go around, though, he feels so very, very small, and that light is very, very high up.]
Jesus... Hit it. Hit its knees!
[The doctor darts forward, not following his own good advice and better sense, and tries to lunge for the thing's ankles, crouching low to avoid being hit. Why is he doing this? He's not a fighter. He hates this. This isn't right.]