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Joshua Rosfield (
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2025-02-10 04:43 am (UTC)
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[ Ugh, Flames, the medicine. Joshua frowns as Clive goes for his bag, and doesn't immediately take the vial as it's held out to him. ]
We don't have much left. I'm fine.
[ His voice sounds strained, like he's holding back from coughing. He clears his throat, tries again. It helps, just a little. ]
It would serve us better to conserve what we have.
[ Just. Not going to answer Clive's plea. They both know that if Clive is injured enough, he
will
be healed, promise or no. ]
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We don't have much left. I'm fine.
[ His voice sounds strained, like he's holding back from coughing. He clears his throat, tries again. It helps, just a little. ]
It would serve us better to conserve what we have.
[ Just. Not going to answer Clive's plea. They both know that if Clive is injured enough, he will be healed, promise or no. ]