[ he's not getting anything else out of evan, he's drunk on brandy and blood loss. david stands after a moment and starts to head back toward the bedroom, a grimace at the way his pants stick to him after kneeling in evan's blood. ]
[ he can't just leave him there. david sighs, annoyed, but he knows he'll feel awful about just leaving him in the floor. no idea why, because evan certainly wouldn't if their roles were reversed, and it's going to be a pain getting evan up and moving him. ]
[ david comes back and crouches in front of him, reaching for evan's good arm to pull him up. ]
no subject
[ he can't just leave him there. david sighs, annoyed, but he knows he'll feel awful about just leaving him in the floor. no idea why, because evan certainly wouldn't if their roles were reversed, and it's going to be a pain getting evan up and moving him. ]
[ david comes back and crouches in front of him, reaching for evan's good arm to pull him up. ]
C'mon, big man.