"You think people deserve whatever happens to them as long as it entertains you," she says, reflexively, but it lacks even the false bite that it'd usually have; good attempt, but shaky on the dismount and more like rote than banter.
Her thigh is bleeding again, sluggishly, when she comes back toward him and has a look under her towel-- "Where did you put the kit?"
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Her thigh is bleeding again, sluggishly, when she comes back toward him and has a look under her towel-- "Where did you put the kit?"