Always the distraction, eh? Don't you want me for anything else?
[Ha. He shoves the scrap of metal into Keats' arms, then saunters off toward the rest of the civilians. They're back to huddling in their corner, whispering about close calls and general, paranoid ramblings. What if he's infected? What if she's infected? Who's to say we aren't ALL infected!!
Once he crawls onto the shelf they're using as a barrier and sits down, he sends the other man a message.]
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[Ha. He shoves the scrap of metal into Keats' arms, then saunters off toward the rest of the civilians. They're back to huddling in their corner, whispering about close calls and general, paranoid ramblings. What if he's infected? What if she's infected? Who's to say we aren't ALL infected!!
Once he crawls onto the shelf they're using as a barrier and sits down, he sends the other man a message.]
Don't keep me waiting, now.