And I told you to not go wandering around by yourself.
[It's a low warning, gritted out as panic grips at his chest. He feels trapped, pinned down by Nai's gaze and unable to get a full, proper look at the wound Wolfwood is sporting. It only grows when the man lingers, when he doesn't hear the crunch of snow as he retreats.
He's going to have to do it. It'll leave him exposed, with only the hope that Nai didn't actually want him dead to sustain him.
He twists at the waist, fast enough that his jacket whips in the air. He doesn't care of the cracks draw any attention, he's already kneeling down and shoving at Nick's hand. It's not wise to take the pressure off, but he has to know how bad it is before he does anything else.
His voice is low when he speaks, little more than a whisper, but certainly loud enough to be picked up by hearing as well-tuned as an Independent's.]
I'm sorry, I didn't have time to warn you - [He swallows, struggling to meet Wolfwood's eyes. He doesn't want to see the blood trailing down his cheek. The blame is already weighing heavy on his shoulders, after all.] Please, please be okay.
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[It's a low warning, gritted out as panic grips at his chest. He feels trapped, pinned down by Nai's gaze and unable to get a full, proper look at the wound Wolfwood is sporting. It only grows when the man lingers, when he doesn't hear the crunch of snow as he retreats.
He's going to have to do it. It'll leave him exposed, with only the hope that Nai didn't actually want him dead to sustain him.
He twists at the waist, fast enough that his jacket whips in the air. He doesn't care of the cracks draw any attention, he's already kneeling down and shoving at Nick's hand. It's not wise to take the pressure off, but he has to know how bad it is before he does anything else.
His voice is low when he speaks, little more than a whisper, but certainly loud enough to be picked up by hearing as well-tuned as an Independent's.]
I'm sorry, I didn't have time to warn you - [He swallows, struggling to meet Wolfwood's eyes. He doesn't want to see the blood trailing down his cheek. The blame is already weighing heavy on his shoulders, after all.] Please, please be okay.