he gives a noise something like a strangled protest. well, what the fuck can he do against a look like that? he's scrambling back (and almost short of the bed where he goes to crawl on it), reaching out for his brother's hands to clutch them tight.]
--W... what's... [WHY ARE YOU DYING STOP-- DYING DAMNIT, HE'S--]
I'm sorry, Cain, I didn't... know it was-- [all the guilt. OH GOD HE KILLED HIS BIG BROTHER ;;]
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he gives a noise something like a strangled protest. well, what the fuck can he do against a look like that? he's scrambling back (and almost short of the bed where he goes to crawl on it), reaching out for his brother's hands to clutch them tight.]
--W... what's... [WHY ARE YOU DYING STOP-- DYING DAMNIT, HE'S--]
I'm sorry, Cain, I didn't... know it was-- [all the guilt. OH GOD HE KILLED HIS BIG BROTHER ;;]