[ Had Bob had any access to Marc's thoughts and gotten wind of his debate about being softer for his sake, it probably would have further added to his guilt. Despite the eldritch-level horror waiting in the wings for him to slip, he wasn't a delicate thing to be babied. Sure, he'd resigned himself to some degree to being a caretaker for his friends, but the desire to be useful, to not screw something up so royally that someone else - his friends - would have to sweep in and do damage control - is still there.
But maybe that's on him to just learn how to roll with the punches even when he feels at his worst. To bite back even if it's with blunt teeth or just simply accept that this is how people are and not take it to heart. Unfortunately nearly drowning does nothing to help him in this moment.
Fortunately, giving him a task that is easy enough to accomplish is something he can do. With their combined efforts the bike moves towards the back of his van and perhaps with far more ease than Marc might have anticipated. But then suddenly Bob's efforts halt as he finally notices the shadows. They curl and twist out of the closed building and he's quick to nudge Marc. Dread creeps up his spine. ]
Hey - is that - that's not supposed to do that, right?
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But maybe that's on him to just learn how to roll with the punches even when he feels at his worst. To bite back even if it's with blunt teeth or just simply accept that this is how people are and not take it to heart. Unfortunately nearly drowning does nothing to help him in this moment.
Fortunately, giving him a task that is easy enough to accomplish is something he can do. With their combined efforts the bike moves towards the back of his van and perhaps with far more ease than Marc might have anticipated. But then suddenly Bob's efforts halt as he finally notices the shadows. They curl and twist out of the closed building and he's quick to nudge Marc. Dread creeps up his spine. ]
Hey - is that - that's not supposed to do that, right?