[ he remembers using glue from time to time. not often, but enough. it meant the wound was dealt with without hiding it. and sometimes stitches just didn't work. but at the end of the day, he wasn't supposed to get hurt. he was supposed to be better than that.
evan looks into the darkness of his own workshop and gestures with the bottle. ]
Somewhere.
[ one of the worktables does have some, jammed in the back of a drawer. it's not medical glue, but here, that's not really an issue. it'll suffice if david can find it. right now, though, he can't remember where the hell it is, and he probably wouldn't be able to find it if he tried. he'd probably collapse if he tried to stand up at all.
so for now, for once, he sits and lets david make the decision. the pain from the wire stitching is radiating through his shoulder and the blood loss is getting to him. the alcohol might be helping those, but it's taking his focus out, too. not the best situation for a man used to killing everyone around him. ]
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evan looks into the darkness of his own workshop and gestures with the bottle. ]
Somewhere.
[ one of the worktables does have some, jammed in the back of a drawer. it's not medical glue, but here, that's not really an issue. it'll suffice if david can find it. right now, though, he can't remember where the hell it is, and he probably wouldn't be able to find it if he tried. he'd probably collapse if he tried to stand up at all.
so for now, for once, he sits and lets david make the decision. the pain from the wire stitching is radiating through his shoulder and the blood loss is getting to him. the alcohol might be helping those, but it's taking his focus out, too. not the best situation for a man used to killing everyone around him. ]