[Strange Guy huffs a sigh at him, and Gepard huffs a sigh right back at him because whose fault was it that they were in this situation? He wants to snuggle, but he...can't and also, shouldn't want to snuggle, but he also wants to because Belobog is cold, he's underdressed, and he's tired because someone (Sampo) had gassed him, and the only reason why he's still awake is because someone (Sampo) had made a loud noise just as he was getting into things and jarred him awake...
...which is probably a good thing, but tasting that bad is...
It's something. It's a something. It's sure a something.
He's being asked to think. Gepard hates the fact he has to consider questions and think. Would he trust what the guy says?]
...maybe. [He says this after a moment, hand still on cheek, which...he should move, and does. Hand on collar is better, and still gives him the leverage to stare at Weird Blood-Drinker.]
You could kill me, and haven't.
[A point in his favor.]
I'm in your arms and you're trying to take me to the hospital... [Fuck. He's reaching a conclusion he doesn't like.] And if we don't move soon my reinforcement will come looking for me - they have orders. [Fuck.] Away from the Administrative District.
[That's an order. He'd do it himself, go walk, but...drugged and feeling sick, so Sampo needs to do the moving for them.]
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Date: 2024-04-11 04:43 pm (UTC)...which is probably a good thing, but tasting that bad is...
It's something. It's a something. It's sure a something.
He's being asked to think. Gepard hates the fact he has to consider questions and think. Would he trust what the guy says?]
...maybe. [He says this after a moment, hand still on cheek, which...he should move, and does. Hand on collar is better, and still gives him the leverage to stare at Weird Blood-Drinker.]
You could kill me, and haven't.
[A point in his favor.]
I'm in your arms and you're trying to take me to the hospital... [Fuck. He's reaching a conclusion he doesn't like.] And if we don't move soon my reinforcement will come looking for me - they have orders. [Fuck.] Away from the Administrative District.
[That's an order. He'd do it himself, go walk, but...drugged and feeling sick, so Sampo needs to do the moving for them.]