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continued from hereHe's mildly embarrassed to have trouble getting up. It's surprising what daily activities one's abdominal muscles are involved with. But he manages it and trudges after Harvestman to the bedroom, kicking off his shoes before slumping down on the bed. As a means of maybe changing the subject, he pulls up his shirt to stare down at
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Finally he just sits down next to Leander and puts his hand on the man's abdomen, stroking the new skin softly. "We're too damn similar, Lee."
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"You were thinking of your wife." He almost stumbles over the words, made clumsy with care.
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"You stay the same, when you die," he says quietly. "You're not the same person, fuck no, I ain't John, but..."
He falters, again, because that's the first time he's referred to his living self as someone different in front of Leander. He does it all the time in his head, but admitting it different.
"You had someone to blame. I didn't. She drank too fucking much. She - " He pulls his hand away and puts it over the lower half of his face like a mask. It doesn't cover up the pain in his eyes. "Her parents blamed me. I let 'em, 'cause I did it myself. Drank too damn much myself, that's how I ended up with fangs in my neck."
Harvestman slides the hand from his face to his neck, fingers gripping in as if he's going to hurt himself again; but he doesn't, he just leaves them there, poised along the area where his life had been drained away.
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"You're John to me," he says eventually, mouth moving against his hand.
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