You're not entirely wrong, [ he says wryly, because he had lived for years, all the while waiting for his own death, his condition worsening... but that had only lasted for three years, not sixteen.
he focuses then on the wounds, mouth opening to tell her to relax when she does, on her own, and law looks at her with some grudging respect. ]
... looks like you're no stranger to wounds like this.
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he focuses then on the wounds, mouth opening to tell her to relax when she does, on her own, and law looks at her with some grudging respect. ]
... looks like you're no stranger to wounds like this.