[He would laugh if he were really capable of it. At least he can manage a light huff. John can't help padding closer as Steph walks. She might be able to hear the odd clack of claws in his gait as he more drags along his injured foreleg.]
People like you stole my light... my eyes. I took Dr. Volakis' light.
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People like you stole my light... my eyes. I took Dr. Volakis' light.
[Just putting it out there.]
Are you afraid?