[ there's some visible discomfort that david can't quite conceal at what evan says; sure, it's a fact of this place, but he tries really hard not to think about it when he's here. thinks about the last two times he woke up here and the way he felt at the realisation evan wasn't here because he was in a trial. he might prefer it if evan's here when he wakes up, just for his own sanity. ]
[ the moment passes and evan keeps talking, david reaches behind himself for the tattered rags that used to be a t-shirt and uses that to clean up with a soft snort. "don't fuck around," when does he anymore? ]
What am I gonna do in there anyway? Change the lightbulb?
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[ the moment passes and evan keeps talking, david reaches behind himself for the tattered rags that used to be a t-shirt and uses that to clean up with a soft snort. "don't fuck around," when does he anymore? ]
What am I gonna do in there anyway? Change the lightbulb?