[ evan would be right in his assumption. david's jeans are a little stiff with dried blood and dirt, which might not be super helpful right now, but any injury worth paying attention to is above the waist. luckily for david, hag isn't really tall enough to easily get at his neck or face either. ]
[ he moves however he can to help evan get his pants off, quick and eager to get them off and out of the way. his shirt, too, needs to go, he thinks. it's barely more than tatters at this point anyway, so it doesn't take much consideration before he takes his hands off evan to tear it enough that he can just shrug it off onto the workbench behind him. he should have a spare in his bag anyway, and if not, fuck it. it won't be the first time he's left here without a shirt. ]
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[ he moves however he can to help evan get his pants off,
quick and eager to get them off and out of the way. his shirt, too, needs to go, he thinks. it's barely more than tatters at this point anyway, so it doesn't take much consideration before he takes his hands off evan to tear it enough that he can just shrug it off onto the workbench behind him. he should have a spare in his bag anyway, and if not, fuck it. it won't be the first time he's left here without a shirt. ]