[Going to grab the other can then, and try to stand up, wincing greatly and quickly shifting the weight over to the other foot. Trying to decide if getting closer is worth it, but in the end just deciding to throw from where he's standing.]
[But it's going to be a few seconds before he stands up to go, leaving you there to pick his way through the dark back to the other side of the island.]
[Not moving from were he's sitting yet, fingers carefully tracing the hurt ankle. His back still to your side. And he'll be muttering something just under his breath, not audible enough for you to hear.]
[And will just fall back on the ground, not bothering moving over to the remains of the fire, not really intending to do anything else than let those die too.]
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If- if you say so.
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