[ he doesn't seem to notice the fact he's bleeding until she calls it out, which she - in the moment - chalks up to adrenaline. to the fact they are in the slowdown immediately following a near death experience. still, there's something about his confusion, something almost distant in the way he stares down at it, how he shakes his head.
karen frowns, concerned. she opens her mouth to ask after it when he motions for her to stay there, and he himself rushes off. she steps after him, suddenly realizing she's alone and the rain is still coming down. she wraps her arms around herself, looking the other way down the road, towards more buildings, more lights in the dark. she can't help how her mind drifts back to the room, to the darkness there, to whatever it was that was pulling the water up to the ceiling, the feeling that it'd left behind.
he returns just a few moments later, drowned by the rain, and she turns back to him - eyes widening when he takes the blanket out from his jacket and pulls it around her shoulders, a bit awkwardly. she grips on to it, pulling it tight around her, not having realized she'd started to tremble just a bit. ]
Thank you. [ a beat, a small smile. and then her brow furrows a little. ] Did you get the kit? [ she asks, adjusting the blacket a bit. ] For your hand. You're still bleeding.
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karen frowns, concerned. she opens her mouth to ask after it when he motions for her to stay there, and he himself rushes off. she steps after him, suddenly realizing she's alone and the rain is still coming down. she wraps her arms around herself, looking the other way down the road, towards more buildings, more lights in the dark. she can't help how her mind drifts back to the room, to the darkness there, to whatever it was that was pulling the water up to the ceiling, the feeling that it'd left behind.
he returns just a few moments later, drowned by the rain, and she turns back to him - eyes widening when he takes the blanket out from his jacket and pulls it around her shoulders, a bit awkwardly. she grips on to it, pulling it tight around her, not having realized she'd started to tremble just a bit. ]
Thank you. [ a beat, a small smile. and then her brow furrows a little. ] Did you get the kit? [ she asks, adjusting the blacket a bit. ] For your hand. You're still bleeding.