[ If Mike and Frank didn't meet up like they do on some nights, or follow the other around to make sure they didn't end up in more trouble than they could normally deal with? Mike doesn't want to think about what would have happened. They've talked about it, of course. That probability. It's never an easy conversation.
Or a long one.
He grins a little at the scoff that he hears, knowing he struck a gentle chord. It's good to hear a little amusement to lighten the air in the already too small room. ]
I know you do.
[ The soft touch at his arms is more grounding than it might have been for most people. It's his stubborn nature that keeps him upright through the dizzy shift from standing. ]
Yeah. Okay, I---I think I'm good to walk now.
[ Which he does, a few steps at a time as he reaches out for little things he knows are in the apartment. Milk crates stacked for shelves. The table. He can smell old blood, his blood, from the previous night and winces slightly. It's not long before he manages to make it to the bathroom so that he can use it.
God, this is ridiculously tiring. He hates it. He washes up and has to stop at the door jamb to lean on his uninjured arm. He talks to reassure them both. ]
no subject
Or a long one.
He grins a little at the scoff that he hears, knowing he struck a gentle chord. It's good to hear a little amusement to lighten the air in the already too small room. ]
I know you do.
[ The soft touch at his arms is more grounding than it might have been for most people. It's his stubborn nature that keeps him upright through the dizzy shift from standing. ]
Yeah. Okay, I---I think I'm good to walk now.
[ Which he does, a few steps at a time as he reaches out for little things he knows are in the apartment. Milk crates stacked for shelves. The table. He can smell old blood, his blood, from the previous night and winces slightly. It's not long before he manages to make it to the bathroom so that he can use it.
God, this is ridiculously tiring. He hates it. He washes up and has to stop at the door jamb to lean on his uninjured arm. He talks to reassure them both. ]
I just need a second.