oldhound: (but i'm the one who locked me in)
john constantine. ([personal profile] oldhound) wrote in [personal profile] casuistic 2020-08-07 07:11 am (UTC)

Can't fault him for the waning interest, all things considered. Once they're both a little more coherent and less ready to keel over again.

It's easy enough to settle in against Eames, shivering a little as he gets back the warmth he lost in getting here. This is absolutely rotten. He's going to have words with whoever is in charge here one day, mark him.

He slides his arms up, one hand to press against Eames' chest and the other that nudges up under an arm to splay against his ribs. Once he's stopped moving, it's a little easier to focus on just answering the questions. It's nice, this, especially with the last few days in mind.

"Kid I've been trying to help had somebody after him gone mad with all this despair business," he mutters. "Used a glamour to buy some time, get him out, but I couldn't talk the other person down." Beat. "Stabbed me."

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