[ Kid's sporting a few places where he seems like he should be cut or injured; there's blood on the normally neat black and white suit and bruises on pale skin, but there aren't any readily apparent causes for them still left. The hospital is a frenetic whirl of soul energy, pain and fear making an of aura-like fog of distractions. His head snaps around as Angela addressed him, as if he hadn't quite been in the moment until just then. ]
Yes. [ and then, more focused: ] Yes, I can help you with that.
[ He came to stand beside her, following her instruction, being stronger than his skinny frame suggested. ]
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Yes. [ and then, more focused: ] Yes, I can help you with that.
[ He came to stand beside her, following her instruction, being stronger than his skinny frame suggested. ]
Have you been here the whole time?