Well I don't think the bed's going anywhere, either.
[One man can't fill a hall. If the mountain won't take the hint and back off, Mohammed will just have to go around it, whether it's bracing itself to resist or not.
It's not a quick rush of an attack. Prior has time to take in the new facets of Doctor Watson's features as he approaches. The man hasn't gone for healing, himself. There are people in the city who could neaten up those rips and tears with a twitch of their fingers. Maybe, like Prior, it's that he wants a visible marker of what he's been through. Maybe less people will ask how he's holding up when they can watch the slow heal of blood clotting and crusting at the corner of his mouth. Less people will ask what happened when they can read it on his skin.
Commonalities or not, Prior hasn't much intention of stopping for a chat. People keep trying to talk and he has less words now that he used to, it's exhausting trying to find something bland enough to send them away.]
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[One man can't fill a hall. If the mountain won't take the hint and back off, Mohammed will just have to go around it, whether it's bracing itself to resist or not.
It's not a quick rush of an attack. Prior has time to take in the new facets of Doctor Watson's features as he approaches. The man hasn't gone for healing, himself. There are people in the city who could neaten up those rips and tears with a twitch of their fingers. Maybe, like Prior, it's that he wants a visible marker of what he's been through. Maybe less people will ask how he's holding up when they can watch the slow heal of blood clotting and crusting at the corner of his mouth. Less people will ask what happened when they can read it on his skin.
Commonalities or not, Prior hasn't much intention of stopping for a chat. People keep trying to talk and he has less words now that he used to, it's exhausting trying to find something bland enough to send them away.]