[...Martin. Well, that would explain the teeth. He'd have been right in asking him about them if he'd been able to track him down, not that he was sure Martin would've been truthful about it.
He scowls, his hands pressed against the wound on Anora's shoulder.]
In the bag by the door.
[It's filled with a multitude of things, actually -- hard rations, bandages, a bedroll. It's just -- habit to have that hanging around in case they needed to leave quickly, all right?]
The transport-run clinic only. I can carry her there.
no subject
He scowls, his hands pressed against the wound on Anora's shoulder.]
In the bag by the door.
[It's filled with a multitude of things, actually -- hard rations, bandages, a bedroll. It's just -- habit to have that hanging around in case they needed to leave quickly, all right?]
The transport-run clinic only. I can carry her there.