[There's a slight grimace there, a spike of bitterness tempered in a strange range of emotions from fear to anger to tired victory. Briefly the face of a woman might come through as that last moment pops up in Donnie's mind, the memory always so fresh; haloed in divine light through his goggles, rage and shock in her face as he-
He shakes the memory off, squeezing his eyes shut before he sighs again, letting his shoulders sag.]
Ugh, yeah. Nap sounds great. Unless that's all coming from you. I can't tell anymore.
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He shakes the memory off, squeezing his eyes shut before he sighs again, letting his shoulders sag.]
Ugh, yeah. Nap sounds great. Unless that's all coming from you. I can't tell anymore.