Dave tenses as he hears it, and his sword appears in his free hand once the pounding starts up.
"Like hell I'm leavin' you here with those bastards."
He brushes his lips lightly on John's temple before letting go of his hand. Dave stands up, wincing slightly as his leg practically screams in protest. He backs up a couple steps.
"Gonna lead as many of 'em away as I can. I'll come back if I can."
Though, he has a feeling that both of them know that he most likely won't.
John can't really tell if he's crying. Everything is kind of numb after the medicine that doctor guy gave him, and he's been sweating profusely since he woke up this morning. But if he is crying, it'd be appropriate.
He wishes he could bottle his windy thing and give it to Dave. He wishes he could go along and fight with him. He wishes he could open his eyes again.
He doesn't even think he can say he loves him again.
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"Like hell I'm leavin' you here with those bastards."
He brushes his lips lightly on John's temple before letting go of his hand. Dave stands up, wincing slightly as his leg practically screams in protest. He backs up a couple steps.
"Gonna lead as many of 'em away as I can. I'll come back if I can."
Though, he has a feeling that both of them know that he most likely won't.
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He wishes he could bottle his windy thing and give it to Dave. He wishes he could go along and fight with him. He wishes he could open his eyes again.
He doesn't even think he can say he loves him again.
But he's pretty sure Dave knows.