[He's gotten stitches before; not a big deal, but he'll take Eddie any way he can get her. He looks over, damp curls swinging from the mostly defeated tail.] Cliche walking. [Regarding himself, nodding at her.] Ain't got nothing on you, though. So - no concussion. [It's not a question because he's taken a tour of this tent already a time or two in the last months and knows they know what they're doing.
And he knows what the doctor behind him is doing as gloves touch his back. Tommy breathes in, and out. This, is a known. This is steadying. There's no flinching as the sutures go into skin; Tommy's focused on Eddie.] I was a sniper in the Gulf War. Suppose yours are... self-expression?
[There's a curl to the corner of his lips; maybe it's him getting the last jab after all.]
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Date: 2025-05-24 02:00 am (UTC)And he knows what the doctor behind him is doing as gloves touch his back. Tommy breathes in, and out. This, is a known. This is steadying. There's no flinching as the sutures go into skin; Tommy's focused on Eddie.] I was a sniper in the Gulf War. Suppose yours are... self-expression?
[There's a curl to the corner of his lips; maybe it's him getting the last jab after all.]