[ in truth, it's almost embarrassing enough that nott had to pull him away, drag him off to some alley and sit him down, winding swaths of bandage around his knuckles like a kid who got in a scrap. he's not sure just a drink is going to cut it.
for pride's sake.
but if her hand on his arm doesn't feel... safe. the tension in his body doesn't leave save for his fingers, loosening just a little. he feels it out briefly. opens his mouth to refuse and lets the words stick in his throat. phantom impact on his knuckles, wet with a little blood still. he closes his eyes a second then looks at her. ]
Whatever's left of the residential area. Don't think it's too far from here...
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for pride's sake.
but if her hand on his arm doesn't feel... safe. the tension in his body doesn't leave save for his fingers, loosening just a little. he feels it out briefly. opens his mouth to refuse and lets the words stick in his throat. phantom impact on his knuckles, wet with a little blood still. he closes his eyes a second then looks at her. ]
Whatever's left of the residential area. Don't think it's too far from here...