[Tipping up his chin, Walter ignores the added pain of the bruised tissue on his neck and turns his head to look up and over his shoulder at Seras. With her standing over him like that it occurs to him that he's in a vulnerable position. But even so, she does not seem to be exploiting it.
Perhaps she really is one of their own.]
The only broken skin is on the inside of my cheek. I don't think you can do anything about that, or the rest.
[Nothing Walter would be willing to let her do, anyway.]
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Perhaps she really is one of their own.]
The only broken skin is on the inside of my cheek. I don't think you can do anything about that, or the rest.
[Nothing Walter would be willing to let her do, anyway.]