@voidspray liked for a starter (Mrj)
“It’s only a few bullet holes... you can stop fussing...” Eyes didn’t (couldn’t?) open, but Myles’ tone was light and amused despite the grey color his skin had taken at the loss of blood and the sheen of sweat that looked more noticeable with the slight shake in his frame as he finally woke up. Mrj’s attitude was harsher than normal it seemed, ugly insults and angry shuffling heard as being went about their home, and blond couldn’t tell if it was because thing was worried he would die or annoyed that a filthy human lay a complete mess in their private space. Myles couldn’t blame either thought and let fingers feel over well bandaged wounds with trepidation. “I’ll be out of your hair soon, just tell me where my shoes are...”









