After he made sure his head wasn't bleeding anymore, he went to eat himself, chewing slowly and very carefully to make it as painless as possible. Just ate and stared off to sea, a kind of tired and sad look. He didn't know when they were leaving yet, and he hadn't thought to ask Harold; his brain was all tangled up, and it just didn't occur to him.
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Date: 2009-08-21 08:33 pm (UTC)