She'd better. They need to get out of here, and she's not sure she could stomach being carried, even by Steve. He puts his arm around her, and she turns in to him, clutching at his shirt, her face pale aside from the red rectangle around her mouth. Blood wells from a few spots where the fragile skin had ripped off along with the tape.
They have to go. She has to tell him. "Steve – Steve, I saw his face."
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She'd better. They need to get out of here, and she's not sure she could stomach being carried, even by Steve. He puts his arm around her, and she turns in to him, clutching at his shirt, her face pale aside from the red rectangle around her mouth. Blood wells from a few spots where the fragile skin had ripped off along with the tape.
They have to go. She has to tell him. "Steve – Steve, I saw his face."